Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 82198 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 411(@200wpm)___ 329(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82198 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 411(@200wpm)___ 329(@250wpm)___ 274(@300wpm)
My heart began to get that familiar ache as I shrugged my shoulders. “I went on a shoe shopping spree. Trey said he never liked seeing me in heels. Said it made other guys want to look at my legs. Once I found out he had been cheating on me…I kind of went shoe crazy.”
Preston’s face moved from happy to sad in an instant. “What? Trey cheated on you?”
Tears filled my eyes as I looked away. “I think he was about to tell me right before the accident. He said he had to tell me something and my phone rang, we argued and…well…anyway. After the accident, I went up to his office to get some personal things and I found his play drawer he used with his secretary.”
“Holy shit,” Preston whispered.
Letting out a gruff laugh, I nodded. “Yeah. That was my reaction, too. The best part of all this, she was a girl we went to high school with.” Throwing my hands up in the air and letting out a frustrated moan, I stood up. Well, I stood up and then stumbled forward. “Ugh, it’s a long story and one I don’t feel like talking about. I’ve had too much fun tonight.”
Preston jumped up and caught me before I fell over. I didn’t want to admit to myself how much I liked being in his arms. My blue eyes met his green and I found myself wanting to know more about Preston Ward.
“Preston,” I whispered and then hiccupped rather loudly.
His smile melted my heart and I pushed away from him. “I don’t want to be alone tonight.”
Swallowing hard, Preston took a few steps away from me. Ha! I had to have some damn aura around me that told guys to keep away. My own husband didn’t even want me.
Pushing his hand through his hair, Preston tried to talk. “Um…Harmony, I should probably—”
Narrowing my eyes at him, I pushed him hard on the chest. “I don’t want to sleep with you, asshole. I just don’t want to be alone. When I’m alone I think about them both. Even the dick that cheated on me.”
Preston’s body relaxed and a small part of me was disappointed to know that Preston didn’t desire me. Turning, I stumbled back to the sofa and fell face forward on it while letting out a long, drawn-out moan.
Feeling his hands on my body, I smiled. “Where’s your room, Harmony?”
Placing my hand on the side of his face as he lifted me, I licked my lips and said, “You’re cute, Preston.”
Laughing, he winked at me and said, “You’re kind of cute, too, Harmony.”
Smiling, I felt my eyes closing. “You’re more than cute. You’re very, very cute.”
Preston chuckled as he whispered, “And you’re beautiful. Now where is your room, princess?”
Smiling at the sweet endearment, I said, “It’s on the next floor. Last door on the left.”
Snuggling my face into his chest, I took in a deep breath while I felt Preston’s chest vibrate when he moaned, “More damn stairs.”
“Mommy? Mommy, it’s dark and I’m all alone. Please come get me.”
Standing in the dark hallway, I felt along the wall. “TJ! Baby, Mommy is coming for you!”
“Mommy! It hurts. It hurts, Mommy!”
“TREY!” I screamed as I ran in the dark until I came to a door.
“Mommy! Help me…please.”
Throwing the door open, I sucked in a breath of air as I saw Trey’s body lying on the ground. Looking away, I saw TJ.
“No!” I screamed as I ran over to him and pulled him into my arms. “Please, God, don’t take him. Please!”
Darkness swept over the room and I couldn’t see a thing. The pain. The pain was so strong.
“Harmony!”
TJ slipped from my arms as I screamed out his name. “TJ, no, please don’t leave me!”
“Harmony, please wake up. Harmony!”
Snapping my eyes open, I saw his eyes. The eyes that should haunt my dreams, yet did just the opposite. They calmed me almost instantly. Sitting up, I threw myself into Preston’s arms.
“You…you were dreaming and you screamed,” Preston said as he held me tightly. Inhaling deeply, I fought like hell to keep my tears at bay.
“Nightmare,” I whispered.
Pulling back, Preston searched my face. “Do you have them often?”
Shaking my head, I pulled my eyes from his. “No. At first I had the same dream every night. Now it’s about once a week.”
Preston closed his eyes and then scrubbed his hands down his face.
“You stayed?” I asked as I took him in. Holy moly. He didn’t have a shirt on. Look away, Harmony. Count to twenty and look away.
I attempted to focus on anything other than his chest and amazingly fit abs. Jesus, Harmony. Get a grip on yourself. Risking another peek, I turned slightly and moved my eyes over Preston’s fit body quickly.
Preston slowly stood up and I forced my betraying bitch of a body to keep my feelings deep inside.