Seeking Karma

Free Seeking Karma by Melanie J. Cole Page B

Book: Seeking Karma by Melanie J. Cole Read Free Book Online
Authors: Melanie J. Cole
We’re all completely out of breath, and laughing hysterically, when the bell rings, indicating someone has came in.
         I glance back over my shoulder, and I instantly feel like all of the oxygen has been sucked out of the room.  I drop my arms by my side, and gape at Aaron.  He’s with a couple of other guys, and he’s watching me intently.  Holy fucking shit!  This isn’t good.  I grab Dusty and Anna’s hands, and head for the door.
         “Hey, what are you doing?”  Dusty asks, pulling me to a stop.  “I’m starving.  I thought you wanted to eat here.”
         “Not anymore.”  I look over at Anna, and her eyes are wide with shock.  “We need to get out of here, now!”
         “She’s right.”  Anna jumps in between me and Dusty , and begins yanking us over to the door.
         Aaron sidesteps , so he’s blocking the door.  “I need to talk to you.”  His tone is calm and steady, but I can see the anger flashing in his eyes.
         I shake my head and try to step around him.  “I don’t think so.  We’re leaving.  Get out of our way, please.”  Dusty looks back and forth between us , with a curious expression.  “I don’t have anything to say to you.”  My voice is trembling.
         “I think you do. ”  Aaron throws his arm out to the side, so it’s across the door.  “You won’t return any of my calls, and apparently you’ve rearranged your schedule.  I think you owe me an explanation.”  He reaches out and grabs my arm, before I can step away from him.  Shit!
         “Don’t you fucking touch her!”  I look up , and see Trent making his way towards us.  His shoulders are squared, and he looks beyond pissed.
         “What are you going to do?”  Aaron says , releasing his grip on me.  “Beat the shit out of me.  I don’t think that would be in your best interest, Trent.  I’m not drunk right now.  I can totally take you.”
         “Yeah right, why don’t we step outside and find out.”  Trent steps up in Aaron’s face.
         “Hey, let’s all calm down.”  On e of the guys with Aaron, steps in between them.  “All he wants to do is talk to her.”
         “That’s not going to fucking happen.”  Trent growls. 
         I don’t want them to fight.  I just want Aaron to move, so we can get the hell out of here.  “I don’t want to talk to you, Aaron.  Now please get out of our way.”  He keeps eyeing Trent for several intense seconds, before he finally slides to the side.  I don’t waste any time.  I grab Dusty and Anna and drag them out of the diner.
     
     
     
     
     
    CHAPTER 25
    TRENT
         My blood is boiling inside of my veins.  I can’t believe he fucking grabbed her - right in front of me.  If it wasn’t for Gabe standing between us, I would have already choked him to death.
         “Fuck this.  I’m out of here.”  Aaron snaps, turning for the door. 
         I push Gabe to the side, and grab Aaron’s arm.  There’s no way in hell, I’m letting him out of here, so he can follow Karma.  I’ll be damned, first.  “Where in the fuck do you think you’re going?”  I step up into his face, daring him to make a move.  If he so much as blinks, I’m going to fucking kill him.
         “Get out of my face, Trent!  It’s none of your God damn business , where I’m going.  What do you care, anyway?”  He narrows his eyes, and studies me.  “Are you fucking Karma?”  His hands are clenched into fists.  “Because if you are…”
         “What?” I interrupt him, before he can finish his threat.  “Are you going to shove her down?  Are you going to fucking hit her?”  Just hearing her name come from his mouth, has my hackles up.  How dare he say her name.  He doesn’t deserve to breathe the same air as her. “Don’t you dare say her name.  You don’t deserve to say her name!  And if you ever lay a hand on her again,

Similar Books

A Whisper After Midnight

Christian Warren Freed

Her Man Flint

Jerri Drennen

Cobra Slave-eARC

Timothy Zahn

Circle of Spies

Roseanna M. White

Dermaphoria

Craig Clevenger

The Secret of the Nagas

Amish Tripathi

Next to Love

Ellen Feldman