Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 69371 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 347(@200wpm)___ 277(@250wpm)___ 231(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69371 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 347(@200wpm)___ 277(@250wpm)___ 231(@300wpm)
“There is no one else to blame for anything besides you.” Luke points at him. “So you better check yourself. You coward.” Luke slips his hand in mine. “And if you ever come at her again.” His voice goes low. “I’m going to put you to the ground.” Edward just looks at him, his chest moving in and out as he pants. His nostrils are flaring. “I’d love nothing more.” Luke smiles at him, then turns to look at me before leading me to the back of the building and away from the prying eyes.
Chapter 27
Luke
My hand grips hers as I walk around the restaurant toward my truck in the back. The minute we are away from the prying eyes, she slips her hand out of mine. My whole body is filled with fury, and I want nothing more than to walk back over to that piece of shit and put my fist in his mouth. “You okay?” My voice is soft as I open the truck door for her. She never looks at me, nor does her head come up, and all she does is nod as she steps into the truck. I wait for a second to see if she is going to look at me, but all she does is grab the seat belt. I close the door and walk around but stop at the back for a minute, looking up at the sky before getting into the truck. I want to get her as far away from the restaurant as I can. I look over at her a couple of times on the way to her house. The only reason I go to her house is that it’s closer than mine, and right now, I want to sit down with her and make sure she is okay. After I pull up in the driveway, I turn off the truck, and she is out of it in a split second. She jogs up the front steps, never once looking behind her as she unlocks the door.
I step in and watch her put her purse on the table at the front door before walking in. She makes her way straight to the kitchen, opening the cupboard on top of the fridge and then taking down the bottle of scotch. “Are you okay?” I ask as she walks to the island and just looks up at me. I can tell she’s pissed. This is the same look she gave me when I stupidly opened her door that other time and came face-to-face with Edward. “Wait for a second.” I hold up my hand suddenly, not sure what the fuck is going on. “Are you pissed at me?”
“I don’t know what I am.” She unscrews the top of the scotch bottle and brings it straight to her mouth, taking a gulp. She puts the bottle down and then wipes her mouth with the back of her hand.
“I’m sorry.” I stare at her, never taking my eyes off her. “Why the fuck are you pissed at me?” I point at my chest. The nerves are now making my body shake even more. “What the fuck did I do?”
She looks down at the scotch and then looks over at me. “You told everyone my business!” she shouts. “You literally just told them everything. In the middle of fucking Main Street, you just told everyone everything, without even batting a fucking eye.”
“What the hell are you talking about?” I say, confused again. “He was standing there spewing shit from his mouth, and all you did was stand there.”
“Because I didn’t need any more shit being said about me.” She throws her hands up. “Everyone was looking at us!” she shrieks. “Everyone was looking at us, whispering and pointing.” She shakes her head and looks down at the counter.
“Yeah, I know.” I put my hands on my hips. “Looking at us and listening to the shit he was saying. The lies that were coming out of his mouth.” I shake my head. “He’s so lucky that there were people there, and I couldn’t throw him into a wall or throat punch him or anything that would have stopped him from talking.” My hands form fists by my sides.
“Who cares?” she yells. “Who fucking cares what he says about me?” She closes her eyes, and when she opens them, I can see the tears in them, and it guts me. My stomach feels like someone is stabbing it over and over again as the burning starts to build, moving throughout my body.
“I fucking care!” I roar. “He’s not going to talk about my woman like that.” I shake my head. “I tried to remain calm, but then he called you a cheater, and there was no way in fuck that I was just going to let him have that. No fucking way.” I stare at her, and she doesn’t say anything to me. Her mouth opens and then closes and then opens again.