HEARTACHE & CHOCOLATE CAKE (HIS HELPER #4) BY BINK CUMMINGS EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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Beckett
Pacing the living room of my boyfriend’s apartment, I tear at my hair like
that’ll somehow quell these god-awful nerves. I promised myself I’d stop
avoiding him so we could talk. It’s been over a week since I visited and six
days since I last saw Finn. I don’t like talking—not about this stuff,
anyhow. Feelings and whatnot. At least not with Walter. Feelings are a
Walter thing. Not a me thing.
Carrying a silver tray with refreshments and little snacky foods in
crystal bowls, Walter eyes me speculatively out of the corner of his eye as
he rests the tray on the coffee table and slowly lowers to the couch. Perched
on the edge of the cushions, hands on his knees, he watches.
A solid minute passes before Walter breaks the palpable silence.
“You’ve met someone.”
My head whips toward him, eyes rounding in horror. “What?” The word
squeaks out of me.
Walter smirks as if he thinks I’m somehow funny but doesn’t want to
laugh. “You don’t fluster like this unless it’s about feelings. Feelings you
don’t like to talk about.”
Right. I sometimes forget how well he knows me. Though, I’m not sure
why it should come as a surprise since we’ve been together since college.
Spent every holiday together, all those fun trips traveling the world, fucked
millions of times right here in this apartment. This is the man who’s been
there for me through it all. Supported me. Loved me despite my flaws.
Now, here I am, about to blow up our lives… and for what?
Finn.
Messy blond hair and a smile that just won’t quit fills my head. His
voice, his woodsy, fresh scent, it’s there—inside me, calming my pulse.
Those flushed cheeks and moans. An ass that calls to me like a siren.
“I don’t know what’s wrong with me,” I announce more to myself than
Walter and lower my hands to give my poor hair a reprieve.
Steepling his manicured hands under his smooth chin, Walter’s eyes
dance with mirth. “Let’s try this again, darling. You met someone.”
“Yes.” There. I’ve said it.
“Hmmm…” He taps a finger to his glossed lips. “He must be pretty
special.”
I stop pacing and stand in the middle of the living room on top of his
ornamental rug. “He is.”
“Do you love him?” Walter’s head cocks to the side slightly as if he’s
dissecting every move I make, every word I say—or don’t say. Reading
body language is one of his many quirky hobbies.
“I love you,” I admit, heart aching at the truth of it and the guilt… so
much guilt.
Walter expels a long sigh. “I didn’t ask if you loved me, Beck. I already
know you love me. That’s silly. I’m asking if you love him.”
Not sure how to respond, I fiddle with the hem of my t-shirt. “I don’t
know.”
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