Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 70444 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 352(@200wpm)___ 282(@250wpm)___ 235(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 70444 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 352(@200wpm)___ 282(@250wpm)___ 235(@300wpm)
He snorted and then gestured to the door. “Unless you want to be witness to the shit I’m about to take, I suggest you leave. You might want to go ahead and exit the bedroom, too. My poops are—”
I walked out before he could finish his sentence, knowing for a fact that I didn’t want to know any more about his bathroom habits.
We hadn’t even had sex yet. I shouldn’t have to know about those habits at least until we were well secured in our relationship.
Then I halted that thought in its tracks. Since when had I decided I was going to do him?
And what made me think that he’d even be willing to do it?
Knowing my luck, he only liked me as a friend.
I stomped a little harder into the living room and banged around the kitchen making breakfast.
But, all the while, I wondered if maybe there was something between us we could explore.
If there was ever going to be anybody in this town taking my virginity, it seemed like he was the only option. Besides, he seemed to be the one man I could tolerate enough to allow it.
He was one of about five people that I actually liked here, but the only one who had me dreaming of him since he’d shown in my life—or ever.
Chapter 10
Every day at 8 o’clock, Officer Mackenzie sits at the corner of Green and High. Don’t speed there. Don’t take this as a challenge. I’m just giving you a heads up.
-Hostel PD FB page
Johnny
One concussion and your entire life is changed—and not necessarily for the worst. At least, not for me anyway.
For June, though?
I’d like to say the whole thing changed her life for the better. Really, I would.
But it didn’t.
While we were holed up in her apartment, everything was great. Then we left to have lunch, and everything started to come into focus.
The town wasn’t happy about the role June had played in saving my life. In fact, they had it all wrong and were actually blaming it all on her. Every last bit of it.
It all started out fairly normal as we arrived at the Taco Shop together. She ordered our food and I took a seat. Really, it looked like we hadn’t even arrived together with the way we’d split up the moment we walked through the door.
Which, I think, was the reason why I heard as much as I did.
I leaned my head against the wall and let my long legs stretch out underneath the table. My eyes closed, and I shrank down even farther in my chair, seemingly blending into the wall.
There I was, trying to convince myself that I was hungry when in fact I was nauseous, when the whispers started.
“She did it on purpose, you know.”
I cracked my eye open to see who said it.
It was a younger chick with her hair in a braid. I’d never seen her before.
Then her companion, who I recognized as the principal of the school, snorted. “She always was a horrible child.”
I didn’t have to guess to know who they were talking about.
“How could she hit somebody with her truck? I mean, I sure couldn’t.”
I sat up and leaned over.
“Did you know that it’s your duty to protect a police officer if you see him in distress?” I whispered, my voice down low enough that hopefully June wouldn’t hear me from the counter. “Because, that’s what happened with me. Some guys were kicking my ass, and June used what was at her disposal to protect me while about eight other people just watched. So, trust me when I say, I’m glad June fucked her truck up.”
The woman didn’t have anything to say to that, and I was glad.
My head still hurt, and the more upset I got, the harder it throbbed.
But, over the next twenty minutes, something weird happened.
All it took was me showing June some kindness, and then everyone was questioning their impression of her.
And with her newfound popularity came other things…other things that I sure the fuck didn’t like.
For instance, though some people were starting to question their impressions of her, others didn’t change their opinions, and in fact, started to treat her worse.
Then there was the interest from the male population.
Sure, she’d had that before, but nobody had ever been ballsy enough to go against the townspeople. At least, everyone but the filth. Those people didn’t care what society thought of them.
In all honesty, those were the people that you knew were always true.
And then there was June, completely dumbfounded that people were even paying attention to her.
Honestly, I wasn’t even sure that she noticed her newfound attention. She was so used to hiding and protecting herself that I think she really didn’t notice the change in the people around her.
It was driving me fucking nuts.