Share
Chapter 24
Related chapters
BroKen Chapter 25
They headed out with the old man talking a mile a minute, trying to sell him on the idea of small-town life. It was true he could work from anywhere and head back when the need arose. She could go with him on those trips. As he listened to the old man try to reel him in, he was busy planning her life in his head. He didn't once question whether or not she'd be on board with any of this. As far as he was concerned, the decision had been made, now set in fucking stone. That part of him that made him such a formidable foe in the boardroom was in full effect. She didn't stand a chance. Besides, the way she went up in flames in his arms, he didn't foresee any problems. And if she made her past a stumbling block, then he'd just have to smash that fuck into pieces. He fell in love with the place from a distance. Gramps was right; it looked as if it were looking down at the rest of the town from its great height on top of the hill with the water as a backdrop. The grounds were immaculate
BroKen Chapter 26
He wanted to go get her and bring her back there to see the house, but it was already getting late, and he was sure she hadn't eaten anything since he'd left her. So he nixed that idea in favor of picking up something to eat. Tonight he would begin his campaign to win her over completely. He liked being the one on this side for a change and had no doubt that he would have her heart in the palm of his hand before long. After today's little experiment, he figured he was gonna have to work on her some more to get her over her fear of facing the town again, though. She had nothing to be ashamed of, and he was gonna do everything in his power to prove that to her. But first, he had to completely take her over; that was more important. And maybe he could work on not wanting to commit murder every time the thought of her ex arose. It galled the fuck out of him that the other man was there first, but that was his shit to deal with; he couldn't hold that against her. That would be an assh
BroKen Chapter 27
Kerry was tired, tired, but happy. Her writing was coming along better than she'd hoped, and her mind was no longer trapped between the four walls she'd called home for the last little while. She stretched and looked with half interest at the hours- cold coffee in the cup next to her. Outside, the light was beginning to wane, and her first thought was of Kyle. She wondered where he was and what kind of mood he was in. He sure was an unpredictable one, kind of like the man she'd just spent the last few hours inventing. Life sure was a funny thing. What were the odds that she would meet him just at the time that she was venturing into this new phase of her life? He and his persona fit perfectly like food for fodder on the pages of her make-believe world. It wasn't her fairytale she was worried about now, though. Now that she'd come up for air, her mind was filled with the memory of his kisses and the way he'd held her hand. Even the way he'd stood up to Sarah in her defense. It was
BroKen Chapter 28
No kiss had ever felt like this. Nothing and no one had ever taken her over and under this way, and she was lost. She gave up thinking and just enjoyed. "Shh-shh-shh." She had no idea what he was talking about until she realized she was keening and mewling into his mouth as her body tried to climb his again. With abject embarrassment, she tried pulling herself from his arms, but he held on. "It's okay, sweetheart." He held her close and wrapped his arms tighter around her, the beating of their hearts trying to outpace each other. He fought hard not to do what he's always accusing her of, thinking of her ex. But he wanted to know had to know if she'd given the other man this much heat. Pulling her head back, he studied her clouded eyes. "Did you go up like this for him?" She shook her head before she gave it any thought. "No, never, I don't...." She was about to say she didn't know what had come over her but found her lips consumed once more. He took her under hard and fast,
BroKen Chapter 29
Kyle lifted his glass of water to his lips and took a sip as he watched her over the glass. Beaten, broken, that's what she was, or what she had been rather. He meant to change that shit and give her back what it was she thought she'd lost. And he wasn't going to be nice about that shit either. "Are any of them still your friends? Anyone come around?" Why was he asking her these questions? What difference did it make? Still, she answered even though the answer made her feel ashamed. "No, no one. But then again, I stopped answering the door." "How hard did they try?" There was no answer she could give. In the beginning, when she'd been moving from couch to couch until she could find a place to stay, some of them had made an effort to call to check up on her. But then, after everything was final and they'd all abandoned ship, she'd started to believe they'd only been looking for news to gossip and laugh over. That had gutted her. He didn't ask her any more embarrassing questi
BroKen Chapter 30
She tossed and turned with him in the other room until sleep finally took her just after midnight. Her dreams that night were of him. There were no shadows, no dark cloudy skies, just laughter, and the two of them in some very compromising situations. They were so hot they felt real so that when she jumped awake just a few short hours later, she expected to find him in bed next to her. Her cheeks were flushed, and her body in heat. That secret place between her thighs throbbed with longing. She looked around the room, her breath short and choppy as if she'd run a marathon, but he wasn't there. She dealt with the bitter taste of a different type of disappointment, even as she asked herself if it wasn't better that it had all been in her head. Slipping from the warmth of her bed, she tiptoed to the door that she'd kept closed last night. Now that she was awake, her body had another pressing need that had nothing to do with the wetness between her thighs that had followed her from h
BroKen Chapter 31
By the time she came back, he had two cups of steaming coffee on the table where he sat waiting. He'd changed into a new tee and jeans, covering up that amazing chest and unknowingly taking it easy on her. "When we're done, what say we head into town for some breakfast?" She nodded yes, although she wasn't really in the mood for a repeat of yesterday. It had been some time since she'd ventured out in public, and two days, no make that three in a row, was a bit daunting. Granted, nothing too traumatic had happened, except for their little run-in with Sarah, but she wasn't sure she was ready for anything more. She also selfishly didn't want anything to take the shine off of the morning's experience. The thought of running into one of her old friends and seeing that look of pity or, heaven forbid, condescension in their eyes left her cold. He knew exactly what she was thinking; it was written all over her face like a page in an open book. But that's the reason he'd suggested it i
BroKen Chapter 32
Whatever happened, the doctor had filled the boy's ears with cholesterol mumbo jumbo and high blood pressure crap. He figured he had nothing to lose. If he went, he'd see his Ethel sooner, and if it didn't kill him, oh well. Now though, he had something to live for. He wanted to see his grandson married and settled down. That was part of his reason for being here after missing how ever many mornings. He and Lucille had talked long into the night about what to do next to get the word out. The boy had gone and looked at the house and even made an offer. But these young people nowadays waffled back and forth on what color shirt they should wear. He wasn't about to leave something this important up to them. "So I guess y'all seen my grandson tearing through town on that bike of his." The other three exchanged looks, but Clancy didn't miss it. He knew damn well that these men and their wives were the local media. He was one of them, wasn't he? They'd solved many a town problem right h
Latest chapter
