Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 80699 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 403(@200wpm)___ 323(@250wpm)___ 269(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80699 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 403(@200wpm)___ 323(@250wpm)___ 269(@300wpm)
That kind of love is something every woman deserves. It’s the kind of love I never even imagined for myself. I didn’t allow it. It’s that type of love that turns on a dime and becomes irrational anger, uncontrollable rage. Love that deep is what took my parents away from me.
Jealousy and greed were never a part of the unorthodox relationship I had with Alec, and they never would be since there was only a friendship of the deepest kind. I know in my heart I could’ve married Alec and been happy living my days out with my best friend. His death has shattered my already pieced together heart.
Then Kid came along. I never knew what I was missing in any type of relationship until him. We haven’t had sex. Hell, his hands haven’t been on anything I’d consider even remotely sexual, but the connection I have to him is undeniable. These feelings, although they scare the living shit out of me, I can’t imagine what it would be like to not have found that.
I don’t know if what we have started is more than just a physical need for him, but for me… well, at this point I’m all in with him. He’s what I think about every second when I’m awake. He’s the very last thought each night before I go to bed and the first thought I have when I first wake up. Most nights he even infiltrates my dreams. Alec’s loss is less painful when he’s around.
Do I love Kid? I don’t know if it goes that deep right now, but I know the more time I spend with him, the more real my feelings are. And nothing terrifies me more.
“You want to hang out and watch TV while you recover?” I ask Emmalyn as she places her half eaten toast back on her plate.
She nods. “Perfect idea,” Kincaid says standing from the table and placing a soft kiss on her forehead. “I have some things to take care of this morning.”
Even sick, I can see the love in her eyes as she watches him walk out of the kitchen with Itchy.
“That one!” Emmalyn exclaims pointing at the TV screen ten minutes later.
We’re huddled under the covers in my bed getting ready to watch a movie. “Black Hawk Down?”
She nods enthusiastically. “Josh Hartnett is so sexy,” she says with her hands clutched to her heart.
“I don’t think a war movie with soldiers dying is going to be something I can handle right now.”
She gasps and apologizes quickly. I just nod my head in acceptance and move further on to the romantic comedy section.
“Friends with Benefits?” I ask.
“Perfect,” she whispers.
We watch the first couple of minutes of the movie in silence. I can tell she’s beating herself up at her movie recommendation, so I turn to her.
“Tell me about last night.”
“It was nothing like I ever thought it was going to be,” she begins. Her grin is from ear to ear, and I can tell she is beginning to feel better from her night of drinking.
“Were the strippers good looking?”
She laughs boisterously. “It was little people night!”
My brows knit together in confusion. “Little people?”
“You know,” she says. “Like the Lollipop Kids from the Wizard of Oz!”
I can’t even picture what that was like.
I listen intently with a smile on my face the whole time she’s talking about tiny poles and super short guys spraying each other with water. Maybe hanging out with girls isn’t such a bad idea after all. I want to fit in, doesn’t mean I have to get wasted and feel horrible the next day.
Em yawns and turns back to the TV after telling me about the drinks they had and how the other girls seemed hell bent on getting her drunk since she’d never been before. It doesn’t take long before I hear her soft breathing turn to light snores.
I hear a soft knock on the door, and I answer as quietly as I can, not wanting to disturb her.
“She fell asleep about fifteen minutes ago,” I whisper to Kincaid as he walks into my room.
“Pitiful,” he says with a smile on his face.
He reaches down and scoops her up from the bed. “Come on, Em,” he says when she grumbles at being jostled. “I got something that will make you feel better.”
He nods once before leaving, pulling the door closed with his boot.
***
It has been days since Kid left to go help that other guy. I miss him dearly. We text quite a bit, but it’s not the same as him holding me at night.
In his absence, Rose and Emmalyn have forced me out of the room to socialize. I’ve gotten to know several of the other girls a little more. Snapper is always there but never really interactive. She’s not rude or bitchy to me, but she seems to keep her distance.