Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 75240 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 376(@200wpm)___ 301(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75240 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 376(@200wpm)___ 301(@250wpm)___ 251(@300wpm)
Bowe winked at me. “I can do that. Now tell me what the hell is wrong.”
I sighed dramatically.
“That girl with the blond curls…”
He nodded his head. “The one with fake hair and eyelashes?”
I nodded in confirmation. “Yeah, that one.”
“What about her?” He pulled out another beer.
“She’s the woman who singlehandedly ruined my life.”
His brows shot up in surprise. “How?”
I started to explain.
And by the time I was done, I had finished two more beers.
“I really need to stop,” I said, waving his offer of another beer away. “And that bitch will just find a reason to get me kicked out of nursing school. She’s an asshole with a capital shit stain.”
Bowe’s lips twitched.
“Your father did everything with her that he should’ve done with you. When you graduated with a high-grade point average, she graduated with a higher one.” He flicked fingers off, numbering the shitty things that the woman had done to me over the course of the last seven years. “She stole Troy away from you and then had her baby with him as the daddy first,” he grimaced. “Although, I still feel that you lucked out on that one.”
I grinned at him.
“I do as well. I’m more just trying to point out everything she’s done to make my life a living hell,” I explained.
“What else?”
“She held my baby first,” I bared my teeth. “I was too drugged up from my emergency C-section to be aware that she was even in the room. She held Elise before I could. Though, so did Troy, but it didn’t leave anywhere near as bad of a taste in my mouth as the fact that she did.”
Bowe’s eyes were lit with humor.
“What else?” He tipped the top of his bottle at me.
“She stole my car when I was seventeen and then wrecked it,” I sighed. “Although, I can’t prove it.”
Bowe blinked.
“She sends me fucking invitations to her other kids’ activities like birthdays and recitals as if we’re some big happy fucking family.” I licked my lips, grimacing when I thought of the woman’s two other kids from her previous relationship. “And when my father found out I was pregnant and homeless, he bought me this house,” I hesitated. “And built Jade one exactly like it. Paid them overtime so they got her house done in about four months.”
Bowe’s eyes weren’t showing the least bit of humor anymore.
“This sounds like a real problem, and not one that’s just full of coincidences,” he admitted. “Do you know why she hates you so much?”
I shook my head.
“No clue,” I said. “I haven’t done anything to warrant that kind of hatred from her. If anyone should be mad, it’s me. I’m the one that’s suffered here, not her.”
“I can request that you be moved to my later class,” Bowe offered.
I shook my head almost immediately.
“If I transfer, then she’ll know that it was because of her, and I’d rather spend the next six months completely miserable rather than give her the satisfaction,” I told him bluntly. “I hate her guts.”
Bowe sighed.
“Well, that’s just unfortunate then,” he stood up and stretched his arms up above his head. “I don’t think there’s anything else I can offer you besides the use of my body to relieve some of that tension.”
A startled laugh left my mouth, and I stared at him incredulously.
“I’ve been dealing with her shit my whole life,” I told him. “If she’s there, it’s not going to affect my learning or how I conduct my daily life. It’ll just suck. As for the use of your body…well…you’re my teacher now. That’s strictly forbidden.”
Bowe’s laugh made his belly muscles jump and bunch, causing my already haywire emotions to jolt in response.
“Angie.”
I looked over at him, taking in this new emotion I couldn’t quite read flickering in his eyes.
“What?”
“I want you.”
My brows rose.
“I’m not going to force myself on you. I can tell you’re not ready. But when you’re done with school…when this shit with your ex is behind you…I’m coming for you, and there’s not one thing in this entire world that can stop me. Not even you.”
Chapter 11
Red bull and vodka, because you want to be wide awake for this mistake.
-E-card
Angie
1 month later
“No, Jade. Look at this. This is the heart. If there’s any sort of conduction in it whatsoever…” I listened—again—as Bowe tried to explain the way that the heart’s electrical pathways work.
“So, if there’s no electrical impulses…” Jade’s annoying voice repeated the same thing that Bowe had just said not even five seconds before.
But officer, I swear, it wasn’t premeditated. She was talking in class and all of a sudden I had the urge to stab her with my pencil. Over and over again.
“Correct,” Bowe’s deep voice interrupted my inner thoughts.
I caught Bowe’s eyes, and I swear to God it took everything in me not to start laughing.