What was he…?
How could this…?
From what I could tell, he was just as shocked to see me as I was to see him. Seconds passed, minutes passed, and we just both stood there, staring at each other. Like maybe, just maybe, this couldn’t be happening!
What was he doing in my house, topless? Who the hell invited him here? How the hell did he get in? From the expression on his face, he was asking himself the same question.
How the hell was this happening right now?
Surely, he couldn’t be my brothers’ friend.
Could he?
“They said they had a sister. I was expecting a ten year old,” Jackson said under his breath as he just stared at me, gobsmacked. “I never put your last name with theirs,” he said out loud.
“So, you’re the friend of my brothers’?” I finally said something, after clearing my throat.
“Yeah, I guess I am.”
My expression hardened immediately hearing that. “Well then, you are no friend of mine.”
And suddenly, I had lost my appetite.
Chapter 2
I didn’t know who was going to speak next, but I had a strong need to run; like go back in time and not be hungry, and never come in here and see him!
How the hell did he know my brothers? My brothers were… there weren’t words to describe them. I loathed them. Because they left me here, with dad. They’re liars, and not even very good ones.
Jax opened his mouth and I’m sure he was about to say something smart, whenmy father walked into the kitchen.
”Oh good, you’ve met Jackson,” he said casually.
I stood there, frozen.
Shock.
Fear.
Anger.
Shock again.
The flurry of emotions was hard to handle.
“Amber, close your mouth. It’s rude,” Dad pointed out, walking towards the table and picking up a piece of toast.
I snapped my mouth shut; I hadn’t even realized it had been open.I somehow moved my legs and walked towards the kitchen island, slumping on a stool. My beautiful morning, turned into a nightmare as soon as my eyes landed on Jackson.
I couldn’t have people at school know I lived in a mansion and that I had more money in my bank account than their parents would make in a year. I couldn’t have that. I had a reputation! Sure, it wasn’t a very good one when it came to school, but I still had one.
I glanced at Jax. He was rubbing the back of his neck, and his eyes were fixed on me. He seemed pretty shocked himself.
I stared at the toast. I was anything but hungry.
Only the appearance of Jackson Johnston could ruin my unhealthy need for bacon in the morning.
After having seen Jax with his top off, I doubt I would ever be able to eat in this room again.