Release Date: February 6, 2020
That’s the second thing I ask the stranger hovering just outside of my hospital
room. To me, Decker Fredric is another nameless face in the crowd. To him, I’m
a forgotten girl he hasn’t seen in years. But he agrees to be my crutch through
the fog as if we were once friends.
Everything is a blank canvas spreading far and wide in front of me. Any
direction I take, my steps stumble over the unknown. Decker becomes the only
reliable constant in my life. I lean on him too hard, but he doesn’t seem to
mind. His unwavering patience and guidance restore some semblance of normal I
don’t recall having.
My attraction to Decker is instant, but he appears indifferent. Until the day
his stare holds a bit too much heat. In return, I dare to let my touch linger.
Our hugs cling tighter than a simple embrace should. But we have no business
defying the distinct line cutting between us.
Decker Fredric was never mine to keep. But that doesn’t stop me from wanting
him to be.
loud squeak. I cringe and freeze in place. The woman snaps upright and faces
me. Everything around us tunnels until she’s all that remains. No fucking way.
bouquet. I blink, rubbing my eyes for good measure. She’s still sitting there.
have been very good to her. Most of her body is hidden underneath a hospital
gown, but that’s not what I’m gawking at. A silky cascade of red waves frame
her porcelain face. There’s a small smattering of freckles dotting her button
nose. Pink splotches decorate her skin, revealing a roadmap of misery, but
rather than grief-stricken, Delaney appears cleansed. I’ve heard a good cry can
baby blues from view. Delaney was the beauty queen without a crown, the girl
with brains to spare. Varsity athlete. Way out of my league. That didn’t stop
me from lusting after her. I was a cocky little shit, but she never fell for my
crap. Like I said, smart girl.
girl from my not-that-distant past eyes me with the scrutiny of a detective.
The expression on her face makes me believe she’s actually peering through me.
Doesn’t she recognize me? It hasn’t been that long. I lift a hand to the thick
beard covering my jaw. The facial hair is new since high school. It’s possible
she doesn’t know who I am.
different guy. I’m the one to break, cracking under the intensity of her
piercing gaze. “Dell?”
cogs in her mind working overtime. After a few tense moments, she appears to
shake herself out of the stupor. Her gaze slides down my body with a slow
assessment before lifting to retrace the same path.
remember me, Dell?”
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