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. We ll get bogged down if we don t have more, I say, ignoring the unspoken question.I amreally getting tired of talking about my family.We need to focus on the other details such as thenumber of speed wells we re going to put in around this circular bar. So you and Ryder are on the same page? When d that happen?About the same time Savannah and I started falling off the page.Coming home to an emptyapartment was not on my agenda, but if I stayed with Savannah she would have wanted to know aboutMorgan, and that would mean I d have to talk about Emmett and Martha, and everything else.I couldhave easily found someone else to blow off all my steam with, but since I started fucking Savannah Idon t want anyone else.It s driving me insane.I stand at the bar and try to imagine what it s going to feel like once the place is teeming withpeople.Opening The Library is going to put me back in control and then I ll hunt down Savannah andnot leave my apartment for a week. Ryder and I have solved the issue.Relax and design a new building. I am not going to be the rope between you guys again.I don t need that shit. Jackson hits anothertag on the other side of the bar, marking another speed well location. Aw Jackson, just because you have to keep a close eye on Shelby doesn t mean the rest of usneed dads. I relax against the bar and picture how I want to set up the bottles. Shelby is off limits to you pervs and you know it.But since I m stuck being the mature one of thegroup, have you told Savannah yet? Secrets get out faster than you after a one-night stand.There are a lot of things I ve told Savannah.How fucking hard she makes me.How much I loveher pussy.But there are some things she just doesn t need to know.I duck under the bar and stand behind it.This is my domain.Running my hands over the polishedoak, I expect to feel the insanity in me settle.But it doesn t.The bar s not as smooth as the inside ofSavannah s thighs.This should be home.Whatever happens in the world, I can come back to the barand start again.Except, I don t feel it.Something s missing.Jackson pulls up a chair and smacks the bar. Let s see how these cocktails of yours are coming.There s enough liquor in the place for me to make the basic drinks.I grab a bottle and a shaker,tossing them around easily searching for the rhythm I don t feel.Clearly, because none of these drinksare shaken.I set the shaker down without breaking my stride and follow it with the bottle.My hand free, I flip up a glass.First up: 351.3 The Librarian.Whiskey, Absinthe, and a little sugar.Into the glass it all goes, andI grab a long handled spoon and give the cocktail a good swirl, adding bitters to the top before slidingit across the bar.Jackson takes another drink. I thought bartenders were supposed to help people with theirproblems. Damn, this is good.How do you come up with these things? Good sex, I say. How do you come up with your buildings? Orgies, he says, with a smirk that says he s yanking my chain.That, or Mr.Straight-LacedJackson is pulling one over on all of us.Grabbing another glass, I make myself a drink: 808.9 The Classic Section.It s my own version ofa Manhattan.Drink in hand, I m able to handle whatever Jackson might throw at me. You have to tell her.At least he waited until I had a drink before jumping back into the issue.I pause mid-drink.Thereare a lot of things I want to do with Savannah, but telling her about my parents isn t even making thelist. Why? I put down my drink and start filing the bottle back into place.It s an easy pattern tofollow, and gives me something to concentrate on besides my relationship with Savannah. Because you re getting to the place where she s gonna start asking some questions, like where isthis going? And what are we? She knows what we are.I m the guy who makes her scream.We are friends.What more does it need to be? Because it s been my experience before anything comes out of your mouth, yes I haveexperience that women like to have those things confirmed verbally.Have you even asked if she sexclusively seeing you? When would she date someone else? We re together every night.Every night, except last night, she s been coming on my cock.I doubt Savannah snuck out of herapartment to go hunt up a man for the evening.I mean, she knew I was available.Even before westarted whatever it is we are, she wasn t the type to take home random men no matter how much sheneeded the orgasm to de-stress. You are hopeless, you know that? Drink your Librarian and shut up, I say pointing Jackson back toward his drink.I m the onebehind the bar: I give the advice, not the other way around. The date not go well last night? Let s just say it put some things in perspective. Like&  We will never work not as long as my family is&  I drift off. So you ll tell Ryder but not Savannah about dear old mom and pop Gardner?Last night, I was five seconds away from Savannah discovering the truth about me.MorganDockson could have gotten in two more words and the world I d built around Savannah and I wouldcome tumbling down.It s a lie that grows bigger by the day.Someday I ll think about tearing it down,but for now, it s all that s keeping me together. Let s say we get serious.She ll have to meet my family. There is no way they can be that scary. You don t know them like I do.They will ruin this.Mom will immediately jump into floral arrangements and pull out every wedding magazine known to mankind.My father will just sit aroundand judge her, and worse, me. Hate to tell you this, but that s how it is in every family. Even your paragon of familial bonding? I ask with a raised eyebrow. You never met my parents, so you don t get to judge.And then I remember that Jackson and Shelby s parents are dead.They died in a car accidentfive years ago.It s why he s so protective of Shelby: they re all each other s got. Sorry man, I didn t mean to be disrespectful. I tip my glass toward him. Everything my fathertouches just rots.We re certainly not your family. Whoa, whoa, whoa, you do not know the deep dark secrets of the Masters family, okay? Yes,you know Shelby and she s cool, but trust me.We all have family secret closets, and we don t want toshow them to people we don t care about. Isn t that why we have our own family? I ask, saluting him with my glass. And what is happening with that? But trust me: Savannah can take it, but you have to trust her.She can forgive a lot of things, but the longer you wait the harder it is going to be to get her back. Are you done with the inspirational pep talk? Depends.You gonna tell her? Yeah, yeah.I ll get right on that.As soon as my father pays restitution to the people he hurt.Jackson locks up The Library and we head back to Altitude.He s not wrong about tellingSavannah I know it but I just want a few more days where it s not complicated.The bar is in fullswing, and I m ready to roll my sleeves up only to remember that Katie s acting head bartendertonight.This place is soon going to be hers.She nods at me when I come in, pouring five drinks atonce before an adoring crowd.She smiles at me and says something to a man sitting in front of her atthe bar that makes him laugh [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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