Syx and the City (Situationships Book 2)

by Grey Huffington

You’re young. You’re passionate. You have every reason to be here. It’s a blessing that you lost your job. It was God’s way of catapulting you into the greatness you were destined for. Why not take the leap of faith? What’s holding you back?

"Syx. I find it hard to believe we're back to square one. Not after the night we had together and certainly not after the conversation that we had last night." “I’m not sure what you’re referring to.” I forged.

"The way that apprehension was etched in your beautiful voice as we spoke. You were concerned with my well-being, and it perturbed your soul even to think that I was anything but alright."

“We have a plane to catch.” “Wrong.” He shrugged. “That plane has to catch us… when we’re ready. It doesn’t move until I move it. Now, say my name.”

“Trough, I…” I started. “There. And don’t fucking forget that.” He fussed.

year.” “And for the last time, this year. Even then, I wondered what my name would sound like rolling off of your tongue. But I was a good boy. I was obedient. Honored my vows.” “Yet, here we are.” “I’m going to have a speedy divorce. We won’t be here for long.” “I don’t follow.” I didn’t. “In this awkward space.” “We won’t be in each other’s space at all. This ends. Soon.”

“But we’re just getting started.” Trough released my hand and opened the door for me.

It's been rocky. I haven't had a wink of sleep since we departed. Your presence has brought about relaxation. Do you mind? Accompanying me to bed… just for an hour. We will land soon after."

“Why wait when I have motherfuckers that need your skills on speed dial. This New York. Ain’t no overnight stardom unless you know somebody who knows something about it.” “I wasn’t looking for overnight.”

Don't ever think that I'm too hung up on my present to forget about my past. I ain't shit without it. So, yeah. Trough Mallard is about to be in this bed getting the best sleep of his life."

Thankfully, she’d fallen into my trap. I wanted her out of Atlanta and planted in New York. Not only to follow her dreams, but where I could access her easily without the threat of too much media attention. I was always low-key around these parts.