about?”
“She’s staying with Avery. I saw her car in the driveway when I headed
out here, and stop acting like you don’t know who I’m talking about,” he
shouldered into me, grabbed his beer, and took a long pull off of it. “Now
spill. Something’s bothering you.”
“I’m not some damn chick,” I grumbled.
“No…you’re not,” he snickered. “But you sure are acting like one.”
I quirked my brow at him, “How so?”
“Well…let’s see. You call me out here late at night. You won’t tell me
what’s bothering you. You avoid talking about whatever it is, and…your ex just
moved back to town. Dude…I know you’re still hurt over her.”
I shook my head as I ran my fingers over my face, “Am I that
transparent?”
“In a word…yes,” Cam grinned at me like a fool. “So…have you seen her?”
I nodded in the affirmative, “Yeah…twice.”
“And?” he motioned for me to continue.
“And what?” I shrugged.
“And how did she look?” he tipped his beer back finishing it and
signaled the bartender for another.
“I’m here drinking with you…how do you think she looked?” I grumbled.
“So…hot, amazing, better than ever? Am I getting close?” he chuckled.
“Better than any of that,” I sighed. “When she left…she was a kid, only
seventeen. Now…she’s a woman. She has the body of a woman,” I shook my head as
I felt heat spread through me.
Every time I pictured Leah, I thought about what she would feel like
pressed up against me. How her softness would yield to me. Would she beg me to
take her like she used to? Would she want the tender lover she had when we were
kids or would she want the alpha I’d turned into? Would she still whimper when
I thrust into her and plunged my tongue deep into the recesses of her mouth?
I shook my head trying to clear the images from my mind. The hard-on I
was sporting was not easy to conceal. Every time Leah entered my mind, my body
battled with my feelings. The physical side wanted to say, “Fuck it, she’s hot.
Push her up against the wall and take what you want. You need her.” My mind
would battle back, though, it would remind me that this girl ripped my heart
out without a second thought, and left me behind.
“Dude, where have you been,” Cam brought me back to reality.
“Nowhere,” I sighed. “I gotta get outta here.”
“You’re going to see her aren’t you?” he grinned at me.
“No!” I all but shouted. “I have ta work tomorrow.”
“Sweet dreams,” he chuckled.
I turned and headed for the door. My dreams were going to be anything
but sweet. I knew that sleep was not on the agenda, but I had to get outta
here. Having her back, it was slowly killing me. As much as I knew I needed to
stay away, I just couldn’t. I knew that sooner or later, Leah Carmichael was
going to work her way back into my life. I just hoped that my heart could take
it.
ooooooooo
Leah
When I pulled back up to Avery’s house, now my house I guess, I sat in
the driveway trying to calm my nerves. Why was he there? He claimed that it was
to see my mother, but after what I did to him I find it hard to believe. Had he
been visiting the last four months? I made a mental note to ask my dad the next
time I was over there. I also told myself to find out what Mom’s treatment
schedule was so that I could avoid running into him again. He had said he came
on treatment days, right? I needed to avoid those like the plague.
When I entered the living room, Avery was sprawled out on the couch with
a wine glass in her hand. An open bottle was sitting on the table with a clean
glass for me.
“You couldn’t wait on me?” I joked.
“You’ve been out in the driveway for the last ten minutes, I didn’t know
when you’d decide to come in,” she shrugged as she finished off the glass in
her hand.
I rolled my eyes at her, “You’re going to turn into a drunk at this
rate.”
“Nah,” she giggled. “Come join me…tonight’s
Drew Karpyshyn, William C. Dietz