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Layla Jennings thought she had it all figured out. The right time, the right place and the right guy.
After leaving behind her life and friends in Long Beach, Layla must now walk the path she has chosen, hand in hand with the man who holds her heart.
As the flame of love continues to burn brightly, she discovers more about herself and the man she loves every day. But what happens if the fire goes out? What happens when half of your heart is across an ocean?
With the other man in her life unwilling to give up his fight for her, and a danger she is too blind to see, Layla must battle between the safe and steady journey she has embarked on and the one that leads to destinations unknown.
Slumping into her seat, she looked as though an enormous weight had been lifted. I shot Amy an inquisitive look.
“Well, sweetie, it’s not that he controls you it’s more like you just kind of…give him whatever he wants. I know you love him and we totally support your decision but, I just think you need to let him know that you’re a strong and independent woman.”
I stared at them both in horror. How could they have let me go on like this for so long? How long had they been thinking those things and not telling me!?
“Don’t give me that look, Jennings. You totally know I’m right. I mean, you had a great life here at college and you left because he was going to Europe. If he really loved you and really wanted what’s best, he’d have stayed. I think he needs putting in his place. He’s so jumped up his own ass. He’s used to getting everything he wants and you totally fulfill that role. Tell me, when was the last time you made a decision for yourself?”
I snorted a laugh and scowled at her. “In New York. Jared asked me not to go out alone there as it was too dangerous but I went sightseeing anyway.”
Mel nodded as Amy watched us with an uncomfortable look on her face.
“Uh huh. And I bet he was sooo forgiving when he found out. I bet he was totally supportive of your right to freedom?”
I wanted to snap back at her with a short and sarcastic answer but damn it, she was right. Staring at my glass, I furrowed my brow.
“See. I knew it. Urgh, and you think I’m the crazy one.”
Was I really so easy? How could I not have seen it all? They painted a very bad picture of Jared and I knew they were wrong. He was sweet, romantic and charming too. He could make me feel like the most important person in the room with a single glance. His body made me tremble and weaken when it was merely in my proximity. Surely, I wasn’t imagining that.
“Well fuck me sideways! Eric, look who it is!”
Turning in my seat, I glared, wide eyed at the short brown haired, tattooed drummer that had just waltzed in to the bar. The blonde, equally inked bass player followed right behind him.
Groaning, I held my hands over my face.
“Layla fucking Jennings. What are you doing here? Come to give me a goodbye blow job before you go all amazon and hairy in Europe?”
Sliding himself into the seat next to me, Nick pressed against me so far that I was forced hard into the side of the booth.
“Nice to know some assholes never change around here. And no, I wouldn’t blow anything or anywhere near you even if you were on fire.”
Nick chuckled. “I like it when you talk dirty.”
Eric blushed and ran his fingers through his spikey blonde locks.
“You really are a total douchebag. You know that, man?”
Scooting Amy and Mel over, he slipped in and sat at the very edge of the bench.
“So, what are you doing here then, Goldilocks?”
Flicking my hair, Nick grinned at me and my stomach turned.
Eric gave me a concerned look. “Does Ollie know you’re here?”
I could have told them all. I could have said yes but clearly if Ollie hadn’t told them, then I was pretty sure he didn’t want anyone to know about it.
“No. And I wanna keep it that way. Got it?”
Holding his hands out, Eric shrugged. “Hey, whatever. Just don’t get all pissed at me when he turns up here later.”
I gasped and gave Amy and Mel a worried look. I couldn’t stay here. Not now. I had to go before he got there. I couldn’t see him again.
“He’s coming tonight?” Amy asked.
“Yeah. Said he had a rough week and needed a cold one with his pals.”
Nick gestured toward the door. “Should be here any time now.”
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