Chapter Two
Mya
I change my mind a hundred times over as we drive to his new house. I am about to crash the welcome home party of my ex and I feel equal parts unstable and excited which I am sure is the requirements to be legally insane.
I wanted to dress casual and look like I gave zero fucks, when I really gave all of them for tonight. “Stop looking in the mirror.” Cal whines from the backseat as he shifts his giant body. He is currently throwing me death glares for taking the front seat. Jen nudges him in the arm to get his attention off torturing me.
“Would you have liked Jen pulling some shit like this for you?” I ask him wanting the male perspective.
He looks at Jen like he could eat her alive. Ugh these two. “Jen has always been able to steal my attention and I never stood a chance otherwise.”
I roll my eyes at his cheesy answer.
“Yes, if we were in that situation then yes baby sister, I would have liked it.”
Part of me believes him and the other part says he is full of shit and kissing up to Jen. My brother was once a grade A douchebag.
“You are going to be fine.” Lex says as she turns down a long dirt road. WTF? He moved to the country? I can’t imagine him in wooded areas. Sam was always so bright he belonged in the city.
We pull up to the small wood paneled home and see the light from the firepit in the back. I get from the SUV and question my outfit. I wore distressed light blue jean capri jeans with a simple black tank top and my black Toms. I turn to Cal, “Can I have your hoodie?”
He rolls his eyes and tosses it to me as he looks at Jen. “Well firefly if you get cold, I’ll have to be the one keeping you warm.” He wiggles his eyebrows and makes her laugh.
“My hero, everyone.” She says and accepts his sweet kiss to her cheek. I tease them for the cheesy lovey shit, but I wish I had an ounce of that happiness with Sam again.
“Hey there.” I hear his voice but can’t see him as I try to pull my brothers hoodie over my head. Finally, in the hoodie I walk around the back of the Escalade and open the back to get thePatronand welcome home card.
He doesn’t see me at first as I am at the back of the SUV in the dark. I take him in, every new part, every old Sam Sullivan thing. He has a hat on, but I can see short hair in the back. His beard is as fully grown as Cal’s and they are currently talking beards. I watch as he scrubs his hands over his own and laughs at something my brother said. His shoulders and chest are massive, and he isn’t trying to hide it in the skintight white T-shirt he is wearing with distressed jeans and big black boots.
Fuck he is so hot, so much better looking and I stand here like a fool thinking I could match up. I turn to leave and hide out in the car when the voice that haunts my dreams says my name.
“Mya?” He sounds raspy and breathless and it thrills me knowing that my being here affected him.
“Hey, Sully.” I say and step forward praying he can’t hear my heartbeat. I hug him and I don’t know if it was instinct or need but I am thankful he doesn’t push me away.
He holds me so tight that it isn’t possible to fake this connection. He sighs, “Fuck, Mya…” He says and holds me tighter. I hear Jen, Lex and Cal tell him they’ll see him later and leave us alone. He smells so good, so God damn good and I want to cry the minute he touched me.
“Fuck, Sam.” I say back and we both laugh, neither one of us making a move to pull away. Its still there, I feel it. He has got to feel it too.
“Sorry I just showed up uninvited.” I say, my voice shaking from the nerves.
Against my better judgement I groan as he pulls back from the embrace. “No worries. We aren’t enemies Mya, just exes.”
His tone is friendly, but his response hurts. I nod trying to hide my disappointment. Fuck I wanted him happy, ecstatic and weeping with joy at seeing me. Not so much.
“Why didn’t you let me know you were back?”
He shrugs and looks around. “Didn’t really know what to say.”
My ire grows by the second. “Huh, well okay. Here’s a bottle of Patron and welcome home. I wish you the best and all that.” I pull my phone out to text Lex.
Me: Get me out of here.
I hit send and look up at him as he grabs my arm to stop me from leaving. “What’s with you? Did I say something?”
“You said enough. I thought coming here to see you would be a good idea, but I was wrong.”
I turn to leave again, as he stops me again. “Why?” He steps closer invading my brain as well as my space.
