Page 12 of Broken Wings


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“I’m tired of talking about this shit. Told you, I’m done.”

I had thought that hearing Deacon’s voice, the man who had claimed Everly was all kinds of sexy... but it had nothing on this man’s voice.

My ears strained to listen even harder.

A voice that sounded as if it was made of molten, liquid, raspy, sexiness.

Not the kind of voice that will make your panties dampen, but the kind that will make your panties...wet.

I have an appointment after this grocery run... this is going to suck.

But... maybe... just maybe if I can lock eyes with the man behind the voice, it might help?

He could be the ugliest man on the planet.

Or... he could be the sexiest man alive.

The kind of sexiest man that women drop to their knees for.

The kind of man who brings all the girls to the yard.

The kind of man who you could stare at for the rest of your life and never grow tired of it.

Sadly... or rather... thankfully, by the time I had moved to pair that voice with a face, there was no one there.

I sighed.

Maybe that was the first... for sure.

I knew it was the right thought as I moved through the aisles getting the things I needed.

Once I checked out, I loaded everything up, took it to my little two-bedroom cottage on the outskirts of town, and then I unloaded everything, then checked the time.

***

I white-knuckled the paper that was underneath my bottom as I waited for the Doctor to come into the room.

‘People with awkward and weird personalities tend to make the best friends.’

– WTF Fun Fact # 1270

Chapter 2

Lila

I pulled up my leggings.

If these things didn’t do great things for my figure, I wouldn’t ever wear them.

Because sometimes the material sat just right.

And other times, it seemed that my vagina tried to suck the material in.

Yeah, not a pretty picture... right?

Well, it’s an even worse feeling.

Once I got the material just right, I closed my car door, wove my way around the cars, and then headed up Talia and Dominik’s front walk for a monthly dinner.