Remember Us This Way Read Online Sheridan Anne

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Contemporary, Sports Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 215
Estimated words: 199344 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 997(@200wpm)___ 797(@250wpm)___ 664(@300wpm)
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As I step right into her, Zoey’s head whips up, meeting my stare. “What are you—”

Before she finishes the angry sentence, I grab her arm and shove her back against the wall, pinning her with my body, her hand braced against my chest, trying to force just an inch of distance between us. “I warned you,” I growl, the fury burning through my lethal stare, ignoring the way her familiar scent overwhelms my system. “I told you to keep my name out of your fucking mouth and then you go and throw Linc’s name around like it means nothing.”

Her jaw drops, and she stares up at me in horror. “Do you even hear yourself? What the hell is wrong with you?”

“Me?” I scoff.

“Yes, you, asshole,” she seethes, trying to shove against my chest to give herself space, but I’m not going anywhere. “I said what I had to say to keep people from speaking ill of Lincoln. If you knew what they were saying—”

“I don’t give a shit what they were saying.”

Zoey arches a brow, and I do what I can not to breathe her in. “Sure. You don’t care what they are saying, yet the second you hear one little whisper on their lips, you come in here to abuse me. I set the story straight, Noah. They were saying you killed him, and I know you’re determined to forget he ever existed, but I’m not, and I wasn’t about to let them spread shit like that and leave a stain on Linc’s memory. So, talk it up all you want, Noah, but I see right through you. You don’t fool me.”

I push into her, and her hand shifts from my chest to my arm, her fingers digging into my skin as her nails leave little half-moon indents. “I don’t give a shit who you think you’re trying to protect. I told you to stay out of my fucking way.”

Someone walks into the bathroom, and I tear my gaze away from Zoey’s, ready to tell them to fuck off, when I find Shannan standing by the door, staring at Zoey with an arched brow, her lips pulling into a wicked smirk. She takes in the scene, and I see the very moment she thinks she knows what the fuck is going down.

“Interesting,” she muses, her gaze shifting back to mine. “When you’re done playing with the trash, come find me. I have just the thing to get your mind off the bullshit.”

Shannan turns her gaze back to Zoey, and I realize that without even trying, I’ve just painted a target on Zoey’s back. I inch away from her, putting space between us, but not enough for her to slip away. Shannan laughs, her filthy stare lingering on Zoey. “Good luck, Zoey. You’re gonna need it.”

And with that, Shannan turns her back and strides out of the bathroom, leaving us alone.

“Great,” Zoey mutters, shoving hard against my chest and forcing me back a step. “Do you have any idea what you’ve just done? Shannan is going to eat me alive.”

“Not my problem.”

Zoey scoffs and steps around me before looking me up and down, her judgmental gaze sending me spiraling out of control. “Look at yourself, Noah. Your act is getting old. You look pathetic,” she tells me, stepping right back into me and lowering her voice. “You’re broken, and I know you’re hurting, but pushing me away isn’t going to help you. You’re a mess, and you’re only making things worse for yourself.”

My hands ball into tight fists at my sides, my jaw clenching with rage. “Don’t act like you have any fucking idea who I am. You don’t know me, not anymore.”

Zoey scoffs. “Maybe you’re right, but I know that Linc would despise this asshole you’re pretending to be. He’d be so ashamed of you. I mean, sure. The whole bad boy, I don’t give a shit vibe really suits you. It’s hot, and I’m sure every girl across the state wants to be the one you take to bed, but it’s a lie. You look like a joke, Noah.”

Disgust filters through her stare, and I fucking hate it. It’s one thing to push her away, but seeing how I disgust her? That fucking hurts, but it’s the hurt that keeps me breathing. I need it more than she’ll ever know.

Zoey turns her back and stalks toward the exit, and just when I think she’s twisted the knife enough, she turns back. “For the record, I know pushing me away makes you feel like you hold some kind of power over me. Or maybe it’s some messed-up way to punish yourself, but it’s not just me you’re hurting. Hazel misses you too.” A tear rolls down her cheek, and she refuses to wipe it away. “I don’t know. Maybe you’re trying to punish me because it makes you feel something, reminds you that you’re still alive and he’s not, but stop punishing her. She was too young. She lost her only friend in the world. I can handle it. You can push me away as much as you want, but please, Noah, stop hurting her.”


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