Free TRAPPED (Breaking Free Book 2) by C S Court Page A

at the door he walked through and attempt to clear my mind long enough to make sense of everything. I love him, I really do, and I love every one of his protective tendencies, I just, I feel suffocated at times. I have had so much thrown at me in the last few weeks that I simply do n’ t know if I’ m coming or going. And now it appears I’ ve actually pushed the one man I have ever truly loved away.
    My moods are all over the place, the little lost girl finally being pushed aside for the old Connie, the more assertive and clearly bitchy one!
    God, what is wrong with me? I’ m so scared that Hunter is going to do a Dan, that I am pushing him away and making him feel like shit out of misplaced fear on my part. I know deep down that Hunter is the total opposite of Dan, but years of living in fear is hard to just chuck aside.
    “ Snap out of it girl , ” I tell myself.
    I’ m an emotional wreck, but i t’ s about time I stopped letting Dan have any form of control over my life. The girl I was before this would have keeled over from the thought alone of who I’ ve become.
    I dry my eyes and give myself a mini pep talk ,“ No matter how you feel, get up, dress up, show up and never give up . ”
    A sense of positivity surges through my veins, no man will bring me down, fuck Dan and fuck everyone else. I’ ll apologise to Hunter, but if he ca n’ t understand my side of things then that is his problem, I’ m not some weak little lamb, I’ m a woman, a mother to two adorable children who is going to come back fighting.
    Unsure of what to wear to lunch, I browse through the new selection of clothing, all in my size and all sitting between my old clothes. Why am I not surprised, throw Lottie in to a stressful situation and the girl shops.
    I would n’ t be surprised if she did this as a way to take her mind off Dan taking me. God I love that girl.
    Da n’ s Connie would shy away from even imagining wearing any of these clothes, but the old Connie would pick out a hot outfit, strut out to her best friend and thank her, and tha t’ s exactly what I plan on doing.
    I’ ll find a way to pay her back, one way or the other we have always, and always will have each othe r’ s backs.
    I t’ s about time Lottie got her best friend back.
    A cute pair of dungaree style denim shorts catch my eye, and I pull them out with a tight white mini t-shirt that sits just below my boobs, they will look super cute with m y‘ Convers e ’ trainers, and be the most comfortable and supporting shoes I could wear too.. Win/ win.
    Locating the music system, I stick on the newest playlist Lottie has uploaded and feel calmer almost immediately.
     
     
    Twenty minutes later, I am washed, dressed, hair and make-up done and ready to find my best friend and have a gir l’ s day.
    I flip the music system off, and head towards the kitchen, ignoring the ache in my ankle and ribs as I go to locate some pain killers. If I’ m honest I am nowhere near as sore as I thought I would be, yes I hurt, but I can live with it, so long as I take it slow and do n’ t act like an idiot.
    I’ m just swallowing the last tablet when a wolf whistle coming from behind me causes me to jump out of my skin and choke on the tablet as it goes down.
    I spin on the spot slowly, huffing out of frustration and holding my ribs as I look into Lotti e’ s happy appearing face .“ Hot damn Mumma, I knew that outfit would look good on you. Wit woo! We best get you out of here before Hunter sweeps you off your feet and takes you back to your bedroom . ” My cheeks flame, and I know the cow has caught us out on our earlier escapades, no getting away with this one.
    Hunter walks up behind Lottie, pausing to take me in from head to toe. Seriously, the pair of them are just staring at me. I mean really, the y’ ve seen me in a pair of shorts and a crop top before.
    “ Do you want to take a picture, it will last longer . ” I ask them sarcastically on an eye roll.
    I ca n’ t