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Chapter 1
Kincaid~
I missed Fox.
While I was normally really good at compartmentalizing and setting my emotions aside to focus on the important stuff, I missed him. Even though there was no other choice than to come back to the hotel with my parents, I could have invited him back here with me. Though it would have been uncomfortable as hell for my parents, they would have gotten over it. Plus, I knew that Fox had enough sense to have left in the morning, so that my parents and I could talk.
When that text had come through so late at night, a part of me had wanted to text him to come over, but he had never responded to my reply, so I figured he had fallen asleep. After all, it had been past two in the morning.
Letting out a deep breath, I threw my clothes on from last night, then headed towards the bathroom. My parents had booked a penthouse suite, so they were wherever they were, doing their thing, while I had the privacy to do mine.
After putting my clothes from yesterday back on, going to the restroom, brushing my teeth, washing my bruised face, then readjusting my disastrous bun, I headed towards the suite kitchen to face the music. Last night had taken a lot out of my parents, so when we’d come back to the hotel, we had agreed to talk in the morning. Everyone needed some space to process all of what had just happened.
However, before I made it into the kitchen, I stopped to reply to all the texts that I’d gotten from the girls last night. After that, I shot off two additional texts.
Me: Just checking in. I’m good.
SaxyV: Good. Love u.
Me: Love u 2
With that out of the way, I sent the second text.
Me: Thinking of u
It wasn’t what I wanted to send, but I was in my feelings this morning, and Fox deserved to benefit from that.
Love: Same
My heart thumped with unpleasantness, but I deserved it. It didn’t matter that we’ve been sleeping together for a couple of weeks now. We still haven’t cleared the air. I still haven’t explained myself, and he still hasn’t forgiven me. He’s accepted me, but he hasn’t forgiven me.
When I walked into the kitchenette, my parents were both sitting down at the small bar that separated the kitchen from the sitting room. My parents have always led busy lives, so whenever I saw them together like this it felt strange. While I expected it during the holidays, a random Wednesday in November wasn’t expected.
As soon as my mother saw me, she stood up. “Would you like some coffee?”
I gestured for her to sit back down. “I can get it.”
“Did you get any sleep?” This from my father.
“Enough,” I answered with my back to him as I poured myself a cup of coffee.
“We’ve been thinking-”
“Patty, let her get comfortable first, yeah?” my dad jumped in, and I appreciated the effort.
Turning around, a fresh cup of coffee in my hands, I leaned back against the counter. “I’m fine, Dad,” I semi-lied. “Honest.”
He didn’t look like he believed me, but we had bigger things to discuss beyond my stubbornness. “Very well,” he muttered.
I looked over at my mom. “What were you saying, Mom?”
She glanced at my father really quickly before continuing with her thoughts. “Well, since Thanksgiving break is just a couple of weeks away, maybe it’d be a good idea for you to come home with us now,” she suggested.
“Mom, it’s not a couple of weeks away,” I corrected her. “It’s over three weeks away.” I glanced back and forth between my parents. “I don’t need a month-long break from HU or what happened last night.”
“Kincaid, you’ve been through a traumatic ordeal-”
“Dad, I know exactly what I’ve been through,” I said, cutting him off. “Just because I’m not a sobbing, hysterical mess does not mean that I’m not aware of the significance of last night.”
