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CHAPTER 14

‘Lover, hunter, friend and enemy

You will always be every one of these

Nothing’s fair in love and war’

Love and War - Fleurie

Jamie

He’s wearing a crisp white button-down, as usual, and the sleeves are rolled up to his elbow showing his strong forearms covered with countless tattoos. Like Jake, he’s popped out the first couple of buttons but on him, it shows the tattoos that creep up to the bottom of his neck. Sitting on a wide wooden garden chair, he’s resting his arm on the armrests, his strong hand hanging on the side, holding a beer.

I can’t help but examine his face. He’s completely healed from weeks ago when Jake, Chris, and Luke beat him up. And he definitely looks more composed than the drunken state he was in.

“Who was it?” His voice makes me jump. I was so lost in him that I forgot what he said.

“Wh-what?” Why am I stuttering? He never had this effect on me. He shouldn’t.

A few different mocking laughs rise up and, only now, do I realize we’re not alone.

Roy and Carlo are sitting on a bench to his left and Sam is sitting to his right in the exact same kind of chair. Roy and Carlo are looking at me with sardonic smiles on their faces. They’ve clearly just laughed at me. Sam is barely paying me attention, his gaze looking for someone in the crowd.

But Nathan… Nathan is looking right through me. His piercing gaze is calling my name like a terrible curse. Like an enchantment promising nothing but chaos. His hard face softens and a cocky smile tugs at his lips.

“Who was it that told you off, ‘Me?” he repeats.

That nickname on his lips makes me shiver. It brings back all the memories. It makes me miss the good times, the pleasure, the love. It also reminds me why he’s not allowed to call me that anymore. He betrayed me. He cheated me. Only my friends and family get to call me this.

Jake doesn’t call me ‘Me.

No, Jake calls me Angel and Baby because he’s special. More special than anyone else.

“It doesn’t matter. No one.” I wave a hand in the air to show the unimportance of the topic.

Why am I even talking to him? I shouldn’t be near him. It gives him the wrong idea. It makes him think he’s got a hold on me, which he doesn’t.

Doesn’t he?He used to.

He didn’t. He did…does. I don’t know.

The fight going on inside me is making me feel dizzy.

Or is it Nathan?

I don’t know. And I don’t want to.

I take a step back. We don’t have anything to say to each other. At least I don’t.

“Enjoy your night,” I say coldly as I’m about to turn away.

But he’s too quick. He’s always too quick. He could sense I wasn’t going to stay while I was still debating myself.

His free hand is on my wrist in a split second. He didn’t even have to get up. When did I get so close to him? I could swear I was a few steps away when he called me.

“Wait,” he orders with a low voice. He’s not sweet or begging, he’s expecting me to simply obey.

I look at the men around him again. He’s the boss here. He’s the head of their little organization and it shows.

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