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I made it to the bathroom between the gym and the cafeteria without anyone seeing me. I was thankful it was empty, too. I found a stall and ducked inside, shutting the door behind me. The tears continued as my whole body was wracked with sobs, finally letting go of all of the hurt I had held in all day.I usually wasn’t this emotional. The timing of my upcoming cycle, the emotional upheaval of the last few weeks and the exhausting emotional roller coaster I had been on today just created this perfect storm where I already knew I was on the verge of a breakdown. Danny yelling at me had just been the straw that broke the camel’s back.I couldn’t even blame Gary for this one. I had actually felt better once I got everything off of my chest with him and he had asked to start over. He had even kept me from falling when I slipped. If this one was on anyone, the blame needed to fall on Owen.Owen’s outburst had surprised me in the moment but even that was typical knowing that Owen had alread
Danny shook his head with a scoff. “You might have a point there. Gossip is the fuel that heats this place. You’re on her good side right now so we wouldn’t want to do anything to change that.”“I’m on her good side? She has been nothing but nasty to me!”“That’s just how she is until you get to know her. Vanessa has a fierce loyalty to her that is hard to penetrate and she protects her circle like a lioness. But she hasn’t called you a bitch and hasn’t told me that she hates you so yeah, you are on her good side.” He answered as Courtney nodded a confirmation.“I guess I will have to take your word for it.” I answered without looking back at him. I kept my head down, just staring at my shoes.“Listen,” Danny started. “I owe you an apology and I do apologize for yelling at you like that. It was uncalled for but it was as much for your safety as it was to get you out of there so we could get both of them to calm down.”I turned slightly to look up at him. “You called me a distraction. W
Courtney took this opportunity to speak up. “We all saw it happen but didn’t know what to do about it. I think that was one reason Vanessa stepped in and gave you a hard time about the water. I know you and her kinda clashed there but we needed something to break up the tension between those two.”Danny sighed. “But, it didn’t even stop there. We stayed longer than we should have because neither of them would be the first one to get up to leave. Then there was the bickering over the check. We all pitched in for our own but those two wanted to butt heads over who actually took the check. Owen grabbed it first and refused to even let Gary see it. Finally, Gary stomped off and we all followed him but not before I saw Owen write something to you on it. That was what the whole power bit was over, who would be the one to have the last contact with you.”“I’m sorry but that’s a little immature on both their parts.”Danny laughed. “Believe me, we all couldn’t agree more. Like I said, this has
Danny took his cell phone out of his pocket, held up his finger to let me know he heard me but needed a minute and sent a text before he put it back and looked back at me with a smile. That smile that said he was smitten so I didn’t even have to guess the recipient of that text.“Bell is getting ready to ring. Just sent my girl a text to let her know where we are. She’ll be up here with Bethany in just a couple minutes.”My heart thumped hard in my chest and I was nervous again. That girl was intimidating! Even though I now had a little better understanding of Vanessa, I still wasn’t sure if I wanted to see her but what choice did I have?“To answer your question, I can’t speak for how he sees you or how he feels about you but yes, you can trust Owen. He’s a solid guy and honestly, I’ve never really seen him give many girls the time of day. Trust me, being a football player around here is like being royalty so being the quarterback is like being a king. Owen’s past and all those detai
“Phil is my legal guardian. He did it so I wouldn’t end up in foster care and so I wouldn’t be separated from my little brother. I haven’t told Owen any of this either. I will once we actually get two minutes alone to actually talk but I would appreciate it if you all not tell him and let me on my terms. Guess I could say my first request to see if I can trust you all or not.”“Where’s your dad?” Bethany asked.“I don’t know. My mom had me while she was still in high school and would never tell anyone who he was. That’s the basic outline of my life. Orphan or might as well be. Phil took me in the night I called him to come and get Nate, my little brother. Phil had no clue how to take care of a kid and hadn’t spent any time with Nate. Again, long story. I stayed home the last three years taking care of my baby brother. I have taken care of him since the day he was born. He started Preschool and I started my Senior year.”“You’ve been like a mom since you were fourteen years old?” Court
Mrs. Laughlin was cool and had a laid back personality. She treated us more like equals than students, something we all appreciated. She was in her mid-thirties with blond hair styled in a pixie cut. She wore black framed glasses and had a real ‘soccer mom’ vibe to her, which made sense when she informed us that she was a mom to three little boys ages eight, four and two.She dove straight in with assignments as she said we were only two weeks away from the first football game of the season. She had us all write down on an index card our availability after school and on weekends. Since the class was generally reserved for seniors only, there were only fifteen people signed up total. That number included Owen, who missed the class serving his afternoon detention.“Aurora!” She called as she looked up at me, waving my index card in her hand. “I am assigning you to cover the football games. You have availability on Friday nights, according to your card. Home and away games. For all away
We maintained a comfortable silence as we walked together toward the student entrance I had used to come in this morning. Owen held the door open for me as we left and I smiled and thanked him. Most everyone had cleared out of the building, not wasting any time getting to their vehicles or to the bus to leave. There was nothing like that end of school day freedom feeling.Owen kept pace right with me, meaning he had to walk slower than I knew he normally would.“Sorry I am walking so slow. I’m not used to wearing anything but comfortable shoes and these are killing my feet.”He looked down at my feet before looking back up at me with a dimpled grin.“They look sexy as hell, if that helps any.”“Not a bit.” I laughed as I gave him a playful shove.“Wanna hop on my back?”“In this skirt? Yeah, right.”“I know I would enjoy it.” He said as his gaze raked up my body.A shudder of excitement ran through me as he flashed that dimpled grin again when our eyes met but this time, he was biting
Owen pushed the ignition button to start the Yukon and backed out of his parking space. The engine was so quiet that you couldn’t even really hear it. As we circled the lot to get in line, I tried not to let my lingering bad thoughts ruin this time we had together.“Wanna play twenty questions?” Owen asked as he looked over at me with a smile.“Yes or no questions or open ended?”“Open ended, of course.”“Sure. Best way to get to know one another. If something is too much or too personal, we just say ‘next’ for now.”“Got it. How old is your little brother?” He asked me.The wait to get on the road would not be a short one so we would have some time to talk. Each time the light changed, it let fifteen to twenty cars out before cycling back to the traffic on the main stretch of road. I wasn’t worried about getting there on time but as I looked off in the distance, back toward home, I could see what looked like storm clouds rolling in.“He’s four. He just started preschool. He won’t turn
“What did you need to talk to me about, Aurora?”“I had wanted to ask about how things were going with you and Phil but seeing how sad you look, I am now more worried about you and making sure you are okay.”She sighed. “I am, I guess. This is actually about him. I thought we hit if off and were gonna start talking, start dating even but he has completely ghosted me, Aurora. Now, I am left feeling like this cheap, one night stand.” She covered her face with her hands. “Plus, I am a professional here, an adult and I should not even be discussing things like this with you.”“Hey, I asked.” I assured her. “I only asked because I care and I wanted to know how things were going. I never imagined he hadn’t reached back out to you yet but now that I think about everything that is going on, I just realized that I have been so caught up in my own little world with Owen that you probably have no idea of anything going on.”“What do you mean? What is going on? I don’t know anything except I was
Getting Nate out of bed and dressed was easy as he was super excited as soon as he woke and realized we were still at Owen’s house. As I was getting him dressed, he asked me if Owen was my boyfriend and I was glad that he did since I was thinking of how to bring it up myself. I answered him honestly and told him that, yes, Owen was my boyfriend and I asked him how he felt about that.He said he liked it. That he liked Owen and he liked seeing me look happy. He, then, went on to tell me that he hoped Owen and I got married and have seven kids. Of course, while he said this Owen walked up to the open door and heard it but he seemed pleased with Nate’s plans for us. Regardless, both of them could forget about seven kids. It wasn’t going to happen!We dropped Nate off at school with my promise of picking him back up this afternoon and reminding him to give Miss Kelly or Miss Lyndsey his note about being a car rider this afternoon. When we parked at the high school, we still had fifteen mi
The first kiss left me in awe. The second took my breathe away and touched my soul. The third and all beyond that had me addicted. Addicted to this man, his touch, his kiss, his lips, his tongue. Dear Lord, the way he could kiss me left me just dizzy with desire, craving something more. More of him, more of his touch, more of everything.After the second kiss, he had pulled me onto his lap to straddle him and although I knew nothing of what I was doing, my body seemed to. Natural instinct kicked in as the primal urges and desires I felt took over my body, moving my hips in ways that felt good, felt right, felt necessary.Owens hands had started on my face, working their way down my body to my hips and then under my shirt. He first gripped the bare skin of my hips but as my hips started moving, so did his hands until he was running his thumbs over the outside lining of my bra, causing an explosion of electricity as he brushed the hardened buds rubbing against the soft cotton of the und
I opened the door and walked out, leaving it partially open again. I rapped lightly on Owen’s door as I skipped up to it and waited just a few seconds before opening it slightly. He answered for me to come on in, so I did.He was sitting at the L-shaped desk already dressed in t-shirt and jeans and it looked like he had been working on homework. He turned to look as I walked in and he quickly stood up, walking toward me to greet me in his bare feet.“You look amazing this morning, Aurora.” He said as his eyes raked up and down my body, his gaze lingering hungrily on my long legs in these black shorts. “Damn!” He said with an appreciative sigh.“You like my outfit, then?”“Yes, very much. I never imagined someone could look so casual and comfortable and still so sexy and mouthwatering at the same time but you have managed to pull it off.”“Thank you, I think.”He gave me that devilish smirk that heated my cheeks as well as sent a flush through the rest of my body. “Trust me, it was a c
I glanced at the time on my cell phone again. It was now four in the morning and I had a choice to make. Lay back down for the next two hours and toss and turn where my mind was now on overdrive or make the best of the extra time I now had. It would be hard to pass the time unless I kept myself busy. Right now, I wanted nothing more than to wake Owen up and tell him everything that had been said in that conversation but I wasn’t about to risk both of us being dead tired tonight when Nate was barreling full steam ahead.I was thinking about what I could do to pass the time when I realized with everything that had happened last night, I hadn’t even touched my homework and I had assignments to complete in almost every class. So much for free time but I could at least be thankful that I now had time to get it all finished so I was not showing up to class unprepared.But before I started that, I wanted to get my shower and soak up the heat and steam. This morning, I needed the shower to wa
My phone blared in the dead of the night, causing me to scramble from the bed as I hurried to answer it quickly so as not to wake Nate. Owen was no longer in the bed, having went back to his room as soon as I fell asleep, I would assume. Grabbing it up, I hit silence giving a brief glimpse back at the bed to make sure Nate hadn’t woken up as I rushed into the bathroom and shut the door behind me. Even before I looked at the display, I already knew who this was and what conversation was getting ready to happen. I just needed confirmation of the time it was occurring. Three forty-six in the morning. It took him that long to wake up and come around enough to miss us in the house.“Hello.” I hissed in a loud whisper as I hit the accept call button and brought the phone to my ear.“Aurora! Where the hell are you and where is my son?” His voice was strained so I knew he was angry but that it was causing him too much pain if he tried to raise his voice or get himself too worked up. That coul
“I won’t lie to you, Aurora. He might. But that will be a true measurement of his character, not yours. He knows how much Nate loves you so hopefully, he will not be that spiteful to try to keep him from you. He was the one that screwed up. He became belligerently drunk and attacked you. When he was supposed to be the responsible father and pick his son up from school, too. You were innocent in all of this. So, if push comes to shove, you may have to remind him of that and how easily you could have called the cops on him and didn’t. I still want you to but I understand why you didn’t and why you can’t right now. I don’t like it but I understand.”“Hopefully, the hangover and the damage to his body will be enough of a reminder to not only force him to get some help with whatever he is going through but also to solidify that I can take care of myself and that I kicked his drunk ass all over the place. I know you technically did but he will never know that. When I confront him, I’m gonna
“Thank you, Owen.” I answered, feeling like the luckiest woman in the world to have this amazingly handsome, incredibly sexy guy with a heart of gold as my boyfriend. I hoped Owen was sincere with everything he said because he could be the one to finally heal my heart and my mind and help me rid myself of all the demons from my past.“Now, as bad as I hate to change the subject and talk about that useless piece of mud, I need to know what happened earlier before I came in. If you can talk about it, that is. I don’t want to bring anything up or have you tell me if it’s gonna upset you again.”“No, I’m okay. I think I can talk about it.”“Okay, first of all, this is nothing sexual but I need to know if he left any marks on you.”“Barb and Darcy helped me check earlier in the bathroom so I know where they are.” I answered. I pulled the sleeve of my shirt up to expose the fingerprints on my arm. They were a deep, gnarly purple now. They didn’t really hurt but they did look bad.“I’m gonna
I freeze, every muscle paralyzed, as I feel Owen’s lips brush a light kiss on my cheek, just a hairbreadth from his lips touching mine. So close that if I were to just move, our lips would touch. By the time the thought registers, he has moved away. My eyes flutter as he leans to the other side, brushing the same light stroke against the other cheek before he pulls back again. As my eyes meet his, I see a fire burning deep within them but I am confused and torn.“You didn’t kiss me.” It wasn’t a question.“I did.” He answered as he rubbed his thumb across my lower lip again with that same look of what I can only describe as longing. “Just not the way you may have expected.”“You don’t want to kiss me?” I now ask as my voice cracks, feeling I have misread him entirely. I am fighting this onslaught of emotions from doubt to betrayal, from longing to rejection. I blink hard to control the flood of feelings that has burst forth suddenly, threatening to pull me under and drown me in my mis