Page 35 of Broken
Me: Yes! What time?
I start my makeup, wanting to look my best, especially because I’m sure his family will be there also. I stop mid-mascara swipe. His family will be there. I’ll be meeting them. In five seconds I’ve gone from excited to freaking out. I check my phone when it buzzes again.
Max: I’ll be there to get you in an hour.
An hour? Crap. I have to speed through this shit. My door opens and Lucy walks in. I spill the contents of my makeup bag, cursing.
She comes over to help me pick stuff up. “You okay?”
“No! Max just asked me to come with him to his sister’s graduation, which is awesome. The problem is he said he’ll be here in an hour and I’m a mess.” I let out a sigh of frustration.
“No problem. Let’s get you ready.” Lucy plugs in the curling iron on my dresser before sliding over a chair and telling me to sit down. “I used to do my sister’s hair all the time.” I watch her face drop in the mirror.
“What happened to her?”
Lucy has never really talked about her story.
“Another story for another time.” She offers me a smile, but I can see the pain hidden behind it.
With her help, by the time I get the text from Max that he is outside, I am completely ready. “Will you cover for me if Twisted asks where I am?”
“Already was going to.” She smiles.
I give her a hug. “Thanks so much, Luce.”
“Be good!” she shouts as I race out of the door.
I step outside to see Max’s truck. Climbing in, I want to pull him into a hug and kiss him, then I look around and see a few brothers hanging out. “Hey,” I say as I pull my seatbelt on.
“Hey, gorgeous.”
I hate hiding us.
He pulls out of the lot and onto the road. We are only driving for a couple minutes when he pulls over onto the side of the road. Before I know what’s happening he releases my seatbelt and yanks me over to him. His mouth presses against mine as I climb onto his lap. My hands are resting on his shoulder as he places a few kisses on my neck. I can feel his hardness against my core. He lifts up, grinding against me, and my panties are instantly wet.
“That’s the hello I want with you,” he mumbles.
“Feel free to come say hello whenever you want.”
We both laugh. “As much as I want you to stay just like this, I can’t drive with you on my lap.”
I pout at him, and he lurches forward, biting my bottom lip. I slip off of him, but instead of returning to my side of the bench seat I settle in next to him. His hand rests on my thigh as he pulls back onto the road. “How are you feeling after yesterday?”
“Okay.”Tell him about the dream.“I wish you could stay with me at night.”
“Shit. You and me both.” Max shakes his head.
“So tell me about your sister. What’s her name?”
“Mallory. She is great.” He smiles, and I can see how much he cares about her just from his expression.
“How about your parents?”
The smile he had on drops. “They’re assholes. Let’s leave it at that.”
I don’t respond. Unsure of what I could say to him.
Hopefully, things go well today.
