Scorch Excerpt!
A woman only has so much patience, and mine is quickly running out.
I can understand Nevin being bitter after wasting his life in prison, but he made that choice, and he’s finally free. Now, he’s hell-bent on making everyone pay, including me.
“You’re a jerk.” I hop off the stool, so filled with hurt that if my drink were full, I’d throw it in his face.
“You keep telling me that, and I never deny it.”
I grab my purse and pull out a fifty, which is more than enough to cover our tab and way too generous of a tip for such a miserable prick. “You can keep being mad at the world, but it won’t change anything except making everyone around you as miserable as you are.”
“Let me call you a cab,” he offers without an apology, as if we aren’t in the middle of a fight.
“I can get myself home. I’ve survived this long without your help,” I snap.
“Luna.” He takes a step forward, but we’re still separated by the bar.
I put up my hand, done with him. “Save it.”
“Please.”
I shake my head, barely able to stand still with the amount of anger welling up inside me. “I hope you enjoy your misery. It’ll be the only thing to keep you company for a while,” I tell him, throwing down my money before heading toward the door.
“Luna!” Nevin yells as I punch the door handle, taking out my feelings on the hard piece of metal. “Wait.”
But I don’t stop moving.
As soon as I’m in the parking lot, I order a ride home and pace in front of the building like a wild animal.
The door to the bar swings open, and Nevin stalks out, looking more pissed off than I am, and that’s saying something because I’m stabby. “I said wait,” he barks, huffing loudly.
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I can understand Nevin being bitter after wasting his life in prison, but he made that choice, and he’s finally free. Now, he’s hell-bent on making everyone pay, including me.
“You’re a jerk.” I hop off the stool, so filled with hurt that if my drink were full, I’d throw it in his face.
“You keep telling me that, and I never deny it.”
I grab my purse and pull out a fifty, which is more than enough to cover our tab and way too generous of a tip for such a miserable prick. “You can keep being mad at the world, but it won’t change anything except making everyone around you as miserable as you are.”
“Let me call you a cab,” he offers without an apology, as if we aren’t in the middle of a fight.
“I can get myself home. I’ve survived this long without your help,” I snap.
“Luna.” He takes a step forward, but we’re still separated by the bar.
I put up my hand, done with him. “Save it.”
“Please.”
I shake my head, barely able to stand still with the amount of anger welling up inside me. “I hope you enjoy your misery. It’ll be the only thing to keep you company for a while,” I tell him, throwing down my money before heading toward the door.
“Luna!” Nevin yells as I punch the door handle, taking out my feelings on the hard piece of metal. “Wait.”
But I don’t stop moving.
As soon as I’m in the parking lot, I order a ride home and pace in front of the building like a wild animal.
The door to the bar swings open, and Nevin stalks out, looking more pissed off than I am, and that’s saying something because I’m stabby. “I said wait,” he barks, huffing loudly.
Amazon: https://geni.us/scorch
Apple Books: https://apple.co/3ymedxD
B&N Nook: https://geni.us/scorch-bn
Kobo: https://geni.us/scorch-kobo
Paperback: https://amzn.to/3z7h7WW
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