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By:Jordan Silver


“Okay okay calm down I just asked. Let me get dressed and we’ll go.” Why was my heart racing in my chest and my stomach tied in knots? Fuck I so do not want to deal with this bullshit right now. I’ve been lecturing myself all day about this shit and had finally made up my mind that I wasn’t ready to go there. Now at the mere thought of seeing her again my body betrays me.

She isn’t even my type. She has dark hair and eyes; I’m more into the blonde haired blue-eyed type. She’s a good foot shorter than I am when I could’ve sworn I liked my women super model tall and thin. This shit is way too confusing. I contemplated begging off but with Carrie’s doubts still fresh in my mind I couldn’t bring myself to do it. Who knows what Josh would do to me if he thought I was slighting his wife again? See my little brother knows that there’s no way in the world I’d ever hurt him so he’s been getting away with shit his whole life. Not that he’d ever really hurt me or anything but he knew I wouldn’t retaliate. That’s how deep the bond is between us, and why this shit had gutted me

He left me to rummage through my closet for something to wear. I was not about to dress to impress her but I needed to look good so I went with a summer sweater and slacks with loafers. The short cut Carrie had given me didn’t need anything more than a hand passed over it, a splash of cologne and I was set. Hopefully no one would notice the veneer of excitement I was trying hard to hide. I met them down in the foyer a few minutes later and had to cough to hide my laugh.

“How are you feeling lil sis? You look better.” She was also bundled up as if she was going on an expedition in the Himalayas, no doubt Josh’s doing. “I’m much better now thanks, and thanks for the flowers.”

“No problem.” I kissed her forehead before her husband dragged her away from me and headed for the door making me laugh. He was lecturing the poor girl to death about staying warm. She looked over her shoulder and mouthed the words ‘help me’ and I lost it.





Josh sat in back with his arms around her as I drove us to the diner. It was still early in the evening but the dinner crowd had already dispersed. That’s life in a small town; we’re closing up shop while other places are just getting the night started. There were a few cars parked in the parking lot but no one was in our corner booth when we walked in.

I didn’t see her and I felt disappointment rip through me, which only pissed me off. What does it matter if she’s here or not? I’ve been coming here for years without the sight of her. But if she wasn’t here where the hell was she? In the days that I’ve been tailing her I never saw her with anyone which led me to believe that she didn’t know anyone in this town.

“Looking for someone Matt?” Shit, I was casing the joint like I was about to rob it. Of course Josh would notice that shit. Even with his question as the three of us sat around the table I couldn’t help giving the place one more once over before getting settled. His stupid shit-eating grin made me want to punch him. “Shut up Josh.” He held his hands up in surrender before whispering something in his wife’s ear. The two of them looked at me with smarmy looks on their faces before picking up their menus. I pretended to do the same but I was covertly checking every corner for the sight of a tight ass. Just give it up Matt, she’s not here and it shouldn’t matter to you anyway. So why did I feel like someone had kicked my puppy?

“Good evening.”

“Shit, where’d you come from?” Now I was angry that she was here? What the fuck is wrong with my head? Whatever it is I’d better get it figured out quick because the looks my bother and his bride were giving me did not bode well for any more fuck ups. “Uh sorry, you startled me that’s all.”

“That’s okay, um do you guys need something to drink while you look over the menus?” Had she been this shy the last time we’d met? I couldn’t remember. In fact come to think of it I can never really remember much of anything after one of our encounters other than the fucked up way she makes me feel.

“We’re just having ice cream tonight. How are you Kadyn? You settling into our little town here?”

Carrie addressed her as though they were long lost friends.

“I’m fine thank you, Carrie is it? As to the town it’s okay I guess, just takes a little getting used to after living in a big city.”

“Oh really where is that?” I asked out loud before I could help myself. I wonder if the others noticed the slight withdrawal or the flinch of unease as she looked around as if searching for an escape. I got that sick feeling in the pit of my stomach again. “Um out West, so you guys are having ice cream you say?” Josh passed me a look of understanding. I’d let it slip to him that I thought she’d been hurt but we’d never had a real chance to go any farther than that after Carrie got sick. Now I guess he was picking up on her behavior as well. With everything that had gone on in our lives here lately the thought of what that could mean didn’t sit too well with me.





We placed our orders for three sundaes and I watched as she walked away. It was hard not to, she wore those jeans like a second layer of skin. I noticed others noticing too and felt my blood heat up. “Easy Matt, not yet.” I looked over at my brother who was studying me like one of his third grade science projects. “What do you mean?” He rolled his eyes and looked at the table of jocks that were sitting across from us. They looked like college boys from the city not too far away, probably here for the beaches. There were some nice surfing currents around these parts this time of year and the surfers came down in droves. I could see them checking out her ass and I wanted to walk over there and plant my fists in their faces. Josh’s warning had me sitting back and playing it cool.

“Kill the dead lights Mattie, you’d scare the poor girl away.” Carrie grinned over at me. I hadn’t even realized I was scowling until she pointed it out. Was this some sort of family curse? I remember Joshua acting this same way when he first laid eyes on Carrie. He was nuts. I hope not because as bad as he was I’m a hundred percent sure I’m worse. Maybe I should ask dad if it was the same with him and mom. And what the fuck are you thinking? You don’t know this girl. Your life isn’t fucked up enough without you getting involved with some female who obviously had a suitcase worth of bullshit written all over her? If I ever do go down that path again it will be with some unassuming little virgin who didn’t know the first thing about trouble. Not some tattooed sexpot who looked like sin and made my dick come out of hiding.

One of the guys at the table called her over by name and she went to him, leaning over to hear him better. “Easy, take it easy Matt.” I looked at Josh who had his hand on my arm holding me in the seat that I hadn’t been aware of getting up from. I looked back at her and the asshole and was pleased to see that she didn’t look too happy that he was here either. Good, she might’ve just saved him from an ass whipping.





Chapter 8




KADYN



I can feel Matthew staring holes in my back as I walk away from Dan’s table. What’s his problem anyway? One minute he’s growling and snarling at me, and the next he acts like he owns me. I guess I should feel just a little wary after the shit I’d been through in the last couple of years but somehow I don’t. I don’t get the feeling that he’d hurt me. Though what he wanted from me I wasn’t sure.

That day on the street he seemed to be more annoyed by my reaction than upset at me. It’s very confusing either way. I didn’t want to get involved with anyone for any reason. I just want to stay here with my head down, hidden away from the drama. Seeing him made me want things I know I can never have, and his actions only made things worst.

I’d met Dan one of the rare times I’d visited dad a few years ago, and though we didn’t keep in touch as often in the last few years we still said hi on Facebook and twitter. He has no idea of what’s been going on in my life back home and I didn’t plan on sharing. But it was nice to have a semi friend close by since I’d left everyone behind.

He and his buddies were getting a little rowdy when I walked from behind the counter with the tray of sundaes but I ignored them. Boys will be boys I guess. I tried not to look at Matthew as I approached the table, but like always my eyes were drawn to him. My tummy was beginning to do that crazy churning thing it does when he’s around and the tray shook just a little in my hands.

“Here you are guys, three sundaes with the works.” I placed one in front of each of them as Matthew bore holes in the side of my face with his eyes. I finally had the nerve to look at him head on and the look in his eyes had me taking a step back.

“Who is he?”

I swallowed as I looked at him; he looked pissed but was trying to hide it.

“I beg your pardon?”

“The guy that had his hands all over you who is he?”

I looked at the other two occupants at the table who seemed unaware of the drama unfolding right in front of them.

“He’s a friend.”

I’m not sure what he thought of my answer because the tick in his cheek didn’t go away and he was still glaring. I turned and walked away as I heard the bell over the door jingle and more customers walked in. For whatever reason I found myself avoiding Dan’s table as I walked by.