Total pages in book: 21
Estimated words: 20048 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 100(@200wpm)___ 80(@250wpm)___ 67(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 20048 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 100(@200wpm)___ 80(@250wpm)___ 67(@300wpm)
“What do you mean?”
“Are you still in love with him?” Is that what he really thinks my urge to leave was about?
“I was never in love with Carter.”
“Sweetheart, I saw the look on your face when it came to Caroline, and you could not have hated her more. Are you an expert at heartbreaks?” I asked him.
“No. I’ve never had my heart broken before. It’s just you hate her so much for stealing him.”
I shake my head. “I hate her because she’s a bitch. I hate her because she made me the laughingstock of this town and she enjoys it. She’s not even sorry. As much as I despise Carter for cheating on me with her, at least he has the decency not to be rude when he sees me. He doesn’t go out there starting rumors, or at least I never heard them. This town, although usually nice, loves a good gossip. And Caroline has spread them far and wide. Although Carter was my first boyfriend, he and I never really were in love with each other, and it never got that serious.”
“What do you mean, it never got that serious? You were together for a long time. “
“It means there’s a reason she’s pregnant and I’m not. And you know first-hand that he never got that far with me. For some reason, I kept pushing him away, which I obviously didn’t with you. You had no problem getting in my pants.” I smirked at him.
He smiles with pride. “That’s because we’re different. Our relationship is special.”
“Exactly, so Caroline and Carter can have their happily ever after with their baby.”
“Baby?” he scoffs.
“Yeah, you didn’t know she’s pregnant?” He hangs around our mayor, so I’m surprised he’s not in the loop.
“How did you find out about it? I thought you weren’t friends with her.”
“Come on, this town talks and so does a drunk Carter. So the whole town knows about it. He might not be happy about it, but Carter’s going to take care of it, I’m sure. Despite being a cheating bastard, he will do the right thing.” He scowls.
“Are you jealous?” I press my hand on his chest and stare up at him as we stand in the middle of the orchard.
“No,” he answers. I shrugged my shoulders. Could this big, handsome brute really be jealous when I gave him my virginity?
“Okay,” I say, turning back to the road and walking toward the house and he walks beside me. “So we’re here.”
“Thanks for tonight. I’m sorry I couldn’t stay.”
“Soon, you’ll be staying every single night,” he promises. “Let’s make it a date for tomorrow as well.”
“I’d like that, Owen.” I step up on my toes and kiss his lips. Our mouths miss and I connect with his jaw. He chuckles and tips my chin, bringing our lips together. The feel of his mouth on mine is nothing like I’ve ever felt before and I nearly melt, but he swiftly wraps his arms around me, holding me up and I cling to him tightly. He carries me away from my front door and off to the side where we kiss deeply. My hands lace into his hair, spearing it and wanting to feel him closer.
“Autumn, are you home?” Noelle shouts from the porch. Owen and I quickly break apart, and I step back and lightly brush my lips. I’m going to kick her ass. He gives a chuckle.
“We’re back.”
“Yeah, I was wondering how long it was going to take. Dad was hoping he didn’t have to send out a hunting party.”
“Whatever, I bet dad is already in bed.”
“He is, but that doesn’t mean I wouldn’t have come looking for you.” I roll my eyes, but she’s right. I’m rushing this with Owen and so is he.
“It’s been great, Owen, but I should head in.”
“You should before I take you back to my little apartment in town or back to our future home. I have a busy morning, but I’ll be calling you tomorrow morning, anyway.” He leans in and kisses my cheek before turning back and walking the way he came. He left his car by the house he’s building.
Noelle leads me back into the house and smiles. “God, you two were going at it. I almost had to pull out the hose on you.” I’m glad it’s cold out or she’d see how red her words really made me. She has no idea how we really went at it, like wild animals.
“It would have been funny if it wasn’t getting so cold. Now, if you don’t mind, I’m kind of tired, so I’m headed to bed.” I move past my sister and head upstairs to my room and ignore her teasing because that’s all she’s going to do.
****
The next morning comes, and I miss Owen. I want to talk about yesterday. I feel like we argued about nothing, and I should have stayed with him instead of running off like a silly little girl. He’s clearly upset about Carter, which is understandable since my relationship ended recently and he’s like in our face on a daily basis, but I know there’s more. Something isn’t right between us, and we need to talk. Maybe it’s because we’re rushing everything.