Free Throwing Love #4 (Throwing Love #4) by Nella Tyler

TROWING
LOVE #4
    By Nella
Tyler

 
    This
book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places and incidents are
products of the writer's imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not
to be construed as real. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual
events, locales or organizations is entirely coincidental.

 
    Copyright
© 2015 Nella Tyler

 
 
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    Chapter One

 
    I quickly headed back to my apartment, my driving a clear
indication of my mood for the day. I was still furious at Bennett for lying to
me and I couldn't imagine why he had. After everything we had been through, why
couldn't he just be honest with me? I had gone through situations in the past
with guys who would rather lie to me than just be honest. It was a frustrating
place to be in because after awhile, you wondered if you could believe anything
that came out of your boyfriend’s mouth. I didn't want to be in another
situation like that, I would much rather find a man who knew that honestly was
a key ingredient to having a healthy relationship.
    I knew deep down that Bennett wasn't a bad guy and that
maybe it did have a lot to do with pride like Connie said, but at the end of
the day, I would not settle for a man that lied to me. So he would need to get
his act together or things just weren't going to work out between us. All I
could think about was getting back to my apartment as soon as possible. I didn't
know what my father’s agenda was during his visit, but I assumed he would be
trying to touch base with me sooner rather than later and the last thing I
wanted was for him to suspect that I was with Bennett during his little visit.
    I arrived back to my apartment without issue. I had expected
my father to call me by
now, but apparently getting in touch with me was not one of his priorities on
his trip. It was pretty odd, considering my father and I always tried to get
together to have dinner while he was in town. He didn't make very frequent
trips, so it was nice to see him when he did.
    My father wasn't at the apartment when I arrived, and I was
relieved to find that he hadn't sought me out there. I didn't think that he
would show up at my school looking for me since he had no idea what time my
classes were, so I would have to wait for that phone call.
    I didn't want to return to school only to have to explain to
him where I had been. I would rather him find me at my home instead of anywhere
else, it was just easier that way. It was those kinds of awkward conversations
that were made difficult with a father/daughter bond. My father, for the most
part, was good about staying out of my business, but who knows what he was up
to during this visit.  
    Most importantly, I didn't want him to ask about Bennett or
whether or not I was still involved with him. He was already angry enough with Bennett. I was sure that at that point he knew we were still together. He could
have easily heard it through the sporting grapevine; it certainly wouldn't be hard to figure
out. But explaining things to him would be difficult since I hadn't exactly
told him that I had continued the relationship after our first few dates. I
hadn't really talked to my father at all in regards to Bennett, so I wasn't
really sure what he did know about our relationship – if anything. I
would rather leave it at that until it was necessary to have a conversation
with him about us.
     
    I decided to make myself breakfast and a cup of coffee to
get my day started. I loved coffee, as it
was what got me through the day, especially a day as stressful as this one. I
had expected to get a text message from Bennett at some point, but as the day
progressed, I still hadn't heard from him. Considering his lie, the fact that I
still hadn't heard from him caused me no