Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 77220 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 386(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 257(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77220 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 386(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 257(@300wpm)
Ten minutes. That was all.
How hard could it be to stay out of his way for the next six hundred seconds?
5
MAX
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GtUVQei3nX4
Drop it like it’s hot
As though I had conjured her up by merely thinking about her, I saw her familiar figure at the other end of the field. I narrowed my eyes as I zoned in on her. My eyes traveled down her curvy figure. Jesus, how beautiful she was. In an instant the noise faded away to a hum and all the people around me dropped away. There was only her and me.
She stood and stared at me, her body as tense as a deer about to bolt.
I wanted her. How I wanted her. I felt as if every pore in my body had opened up and all I could feel was a raging heat. My cock twitched and I was half-erect before I could catch myself.
Then, without warning, she suddenly turned, her thick braid swinging from beneath her cap, and sprinted away. I stopped in my tracks. It actually felt as if all the air had been sucked out of my body.
“What the fuck?”
I gave myself a mental shake and looked down to the ground. I forced myself to remember how fucking angry I was. Damn her, she had deserted me in my hour of need. Of course, she ran away. She was too ashamed to look me in the eye. I might fucking remind her of the pact we made to love each other till after we breathed our last. Sounded so silly to me now, but I was young and in love. She had hurt me the way no one had ever done before and no one will ever do again, and she definitely did not deserve to feel anything but my rage.
I unclenched my fists slowly, and allowed myself to calm down. Then I looked up slowly and at the spot where I had seen her last, not fifty feet from me stood Robert, his blond hair gleaming and not a hair out of place despite the brisk breeze. I did not doubt that a great deal of hairspray had been applied before he set foot out of the house this afternoon. In fact, his obsession with looking perfect used to be a source of much mockery amongst our classmates.
I had not seen him since my release, but I knew that today would be the day since he had confirmed his attendance on the email thread. He had also added a personal message for ‘Savvie’. Whether or not that was for my benefit, I did not know, but it sure made me even more determined to get my revenge.
I stared at him from behind the shield of my sunglasses, watching as he mixed and mingled with a group of people at one of the hot dog stands. His smile, even from this distance, irked me. Seeing him behave as if the world was his oyster only strengthened my resolve to destroy him. And he would not have a clue what hit him, the same way he had taken me by surprise. And it would only be a matter of time.
As I watched, he turned away from the people around him to watch Savannah fleeing across the field. Even from a distance I could feel the intensity of his gaze. I felt my throat close up as fury overtook me. Taking a deep breath I expelled my breath slowly. I needed to get my temper under control. I needed to be calm. The past full of my trusting naivety and stupidity could not be changed.
Robert had met her first… wanted her first.
Then I turned up at the bar and she made it clear she wanted me. Though I had briefly harbored a feeling he resented the fact she had chosen me over him, I slapped it away as unworthy of either him or me. He was my best friend, and he himself had assured me nothing could, or would come between us, especially not a mere woman.
In those days Robert went through women so fast I could hardly keep up.
Naturally, I believed him when he told me she would have been just another fling for him. He asked me if I was really serious about her. I told him I was not really serious, I was totally and utterly smitten. Head over heels. She was my life. She was everything to me. He hugged me tightly, wished me well, and told me he was happy for me. One day, he said, he too would find the woman he wanted to marry, and keep forever.
Fool that I was, I made the classic mistake of judging him by my standards. Because that is what I would have done for him.
I took stock as calmly as I could. The past was the past, and unchangeable, but that was okay. I was no longer interested like the love-struck boy I was. Now, I was only interested in the future. As far as I was concerned, Robert and Savannah could go to hell together. And I would happily pay for their ticket there.