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But this? This could turn bad, really fast.

“No, she won’t.” He sounds confident.

Um, not like you’re the one who has to sneak out and explain yourself if you get caught.

“You can meet me down the road, and I’ll bring you back before they even notice.”

Hell fucking no. I feel like a teenager who’s afraid of her parents, but if we get caught, not only would I be in deep shit, but Greyson probably wouldn’t ever see the light of day again.

“No. I can’t.” I look him dead in the eye, but all I see is determination staring right back at me.

“Please, angel. I’ll have you back before anyone notices you’re gone.”

I groan loudly and stare up at the car ceiling. This man is already pushing all my buttons. Internally, I know he’s been through so much already to get to this point, so he wouldn’t do anything to risk this. If he says he’ll have me back before anyone will notice, he believes it. But how can he be sure?

Greyson just unloaded so much information onto me, and now he’s asking me to sneak out. I know I should take time and process everything, I should tell him no... but what is more time going to do for us? I’ve already spent so many years away. So many years of being lost in my thoughts, and replaying things over and over again in my head.

We missed our chance at normalcy. I missed my teenage years of getting to sneak out to see boys, to enjoy life without regrets. So I’m taking action now. I might regret it—it might be the biggest mistake I’ll ever make, not giving myself time to process everything, but I’m just tired of waiting around and holding back.

It’s time I go all in or all out. This moment is where we cross the point of no return.Fuck it.I’m going to do it, and deal with the consequences later

“Okay fine, meet me at midnight. They’re usually in bed by then,” I say, grabbing the door handle. Before I can get out of the car, Greyson catches my other hand, tugging me back toward him. He cups my face, pulling me in for a deep, maddening kiss.

“I’ll see you later, angel. I’ll be counting down the minutes,” he murmurs with a grin, as he moves back in his seat.

Nodding, with a huge smile on my own face, I scramble out of the car before he can distract me any more.

Walking back to the library, I’m lost in my thoughts of Greyson.Am I a fool for letting him back into my life? Probably. But do I feel this undeniable connection to him that can’t be ignored? Completely.

Entering the library, I stop in my tracks. Standing right in front of me is Lya, with her hands on her hips and her eyes narrowed on me.Shit. Think Lainey, think.

“Ms. Mabel, I wasn’t able to find the type of salami and cheese you wanted at the store. They said they’d have more later this week,” I try to say calmly.Salami and cheese? Great, Lainey. Real good excuse.

“This was the errand she was running for you, Ms. Mabel?” Lya arches a brow toward Ms. Mabel in suspicion.

“Oh yes, dear. I’m making Italian sandwiches tonight for me and my Arnold, and I can’t make them without this special salami and mozzarella. I couldn’t leave Lainey on the desk alone and the store closes before I finish, so I had her go. Thanks for checking honey, I guess I’ll make something else.”

Thank the dear lord for Ms. Mabel. She has no idea how much she just saved me.

“Why do you look so pale, Lainey? Everything okay?” Lya clearly isn’t going to let this go.

“Yeah, I’m fine. My stomach is just hurting a bit, probably from the egg salad I had for lunch.” I’m officially going to Hell. I’m such a liar and it kills me that I’m doing this to Lya after everything she’s done for me. I’m the worst sister. Being locked up in Sutton’s place forced me to lie on more occasions than I’d like, but I never really felt bad about it. Now, it feels like acid on my tongue.

“Okay then. You ready to go?” She crosses her arms over her chest, still eying me cautiously.

“Yeah let’s go. I’ll see you later, Ms. Mabel. Sorry about the sandwiches,” I add, trying to sound more believable.

“See you, honey.”

Lya and I head outside, but I still don’t see her car. “Where’s your car?”

“Oh, I just parked down the street. Thought I could use the walk.” She speaks casually, but I can tell she’s still skeptical.

“Hmm, definitely. It’s nice weather for a walk,” I say in agreement.

We finally make our way back to Lya’s car, and all I can think about is how close that was. What if she’d been sitting in her car when he dropped me off? What if she’d seen us together?

I need to be more careful if I want Greyson in my life.

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