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Jaded Hope Through the Flames
SicilySicily jerked up in bed from a nightmare, her skin covered in chill bumps and a light sheen of sweat. She took a shaky breath and pressed her fingers to her eyes, forcing the tears back. How many times would she have to dream of her mother's death only to wake up alone to face the sadness of that one loss all over again?Drake had finished his sandwich and left after another long hug the night before. He wasn't at all the man she thought him to be, which was good and bad. Thinking of him as a total jerk helped keep her emotions in check, seeing that her hormones were running amuck.She glanced at the clock and let out a short scream before propelling herself off the bed. She was late. The alarm didn't go off. Tearing through her closet, she tugged down a pair of white pants and a pink top. She slipped sandals on her feet and she was out the door. Kari stopped her before she ran out, the other girl on the phone, her expression serious."No. I'll tell her. Sure. Be careful, baby.
Jaded Suspects
SicilyKari reached over and patted her hand. "I need to get going. Lisa is showing a house with Marc and I have a shoot at one of the convalescent homes today. Miss Margaret Johnson is turning one hundred."Sicily smiled and wiped her tears away. "Thanks for the talk. I'm sure we'll figure it out.""I think you will too. One more thing and I'll leave you alone." Kari squeezed Sicily's shoulder, the look on her face loving concern."Sure." Sicily reached up and covered her friend’s hand with her own."I would rather love a million times and lose than never to have felt the high that love takes you on. Every minute of that bliss is worth all the pain and suffering that comes when something doesn't work out. Take a risk. I know without a doubt that you'll be pleasantly surprised.""Thanks, Kari." Sicily patted her friend’s hand and turned to rest her arms on the table.She waited until Kari slipped out to pick up the phone and call her brother, Johnny. She hadn't had a chance to talk to
Jaded Stay Away From Him
SicilySicily laid around the house for as long as she could, the day turning into afternoon much too slowly. She cleaned every room, including Lisa's, which was a hot mess. Laundry was done and the cabinets in the kitchen were reorganized. She finally resigned herself to going to the gym to waste a few more hours before everyone would be back home. Drake was most likely with Jake wrapping up everything related to the fire and she could just be comfortable in the gym.No holding in her tummy and trying to breathe through her nose and not pant. Why did the only gym in town have to be owned and operated by the hottest guy in her life? The one she wanted above her at night and wrapped around her in the wee hours of the morning?Changing into a pair of tight workout pants and a tank top, she stopped by the bathroom mirror and turned her nose up. Getting in shape was going to take forever seeing that she had started to slip again on her diet."Get it together," she growled at herself and l
Jaded She Hates Me
DrakeSunday was a day of rest, and happened to be the only day Drake DeMarco had off from his beloved gym. It was a lazy day to watch football and lounge around on the couch, wash a few loads of clothes, and eat his one cheat meal of the week. Rest was the last thing on his mind when he woke, his stomach a torrent of knots as he tried to walk through what went wrong with his latest obsession.Something about the look on Sicily's face the day before at the gym told him that she knew more than he wanted her to about who he was before moving to Maine. She'd changed her tune about going to dinner with him and seemed far more interested in running on the treadmill than giving him another second in her presence."Weird," he grunted and got out of bed. Being a bachelor had been a necessity for a while, the need to ensure that he was safe in Maine had left him lonely. She was the first girl in five years who hadn’t been a planned one night stand in another town over just to release some of t
Jaded She's Into You Too
DrakeThe weather was beyond blissful as Drake drove his bike to the harbor, the wind chilly and refreshing. He parked and locked it up as Jake got out of his old truck."I'm thinking I need to get me one of those." Jake nodded to the motorcycle."Oh yeah? Gets the girls every time." Drake wagged his eyebrows and stood, stretching his arms to the heavens and twisting his torso."I got the girl. It's your turn now." Jake popped him in the back and nodded to the sidewalk that stretched around the string of shops. "Good thing it's Sunday or this wouldn't be possible without having to dodge old ladies and baby strollers."Drake laughed and walked to the sidewalk with Jake. "Jumping over a stack of old ladies holding baby strollers would be easier than getting the girl. She's damn near impossible.""You still have your eye on Sicily?" Jake nodded as they picked up their pace, jogging at an aggressive speed.It would be good to bleed out some of his angst through his sweat glands. Pumping i
Jaded Interrogated
SicilySunday was a waste, a day to lie in the bed and lament over the truth about Drake. He was part of the DeMarco-Castaletta clan, and Sicily's brother had been serious about his warning. Some part of her wanted to call and find out the full details on what it could mean, but knowing anything too damning would completely snuff out hope. Hope that she and Drake might become something when she lost her weight and he, what... stopped being a villain?***SicilyShe woke on Monday morning to the alarm, her desire to get up and do anything officially gone. It would have been a good day to get back in the kitchen and experiment a little, but she was due at the police station at eight. How they had her down as a suspect was beyond her, but she would push past her angst and answer their questions. Things would get cleared up and she could get back to her life."Some life it is," she grumbled and milled through her clothes.Drake saw her differently than she saw herself, his words telling h
Jaded A Suspect
Sicily"What do you think you're doing?" she whispered angrily."I'm reading the paper. Do you want to read it? If so, just ask." He chuckled and pulled it down. "How are you more beautiful when you're angry? It should be a crime.""Not funny. You're not a lawyer. You own the town gym. Everyone knows that. The cop is going to know that, so what the hell are you doing?" She hated the pissy sound of her voice, but the combination of needing him and not wanting to need him raged inside of her, threatening to spill over and ruin her composure.He set the paper down before moving forward, his actions putting him closer than she wanted. "I'm a lot of things, Sicily. You don't know me and you're judging my abilities. Don't. I don't judge yours."She turned as the girl called her name. "Miss Moretti. You and your lawyer can come this way.""Thank you," Sicily called out a little too brightly. She glanced back at Drake as he stood and moved up beside her. "This conversation isn't over.""Good.
Jaded He's Not Who He Says He Is
DrakeDrake let out a long sigh as he parked at the gym and locked up his bike. The look on Sicily's face said that she assumed the worst from him – again. He was simply trying to get her to help him figure out why the fuck the sweater was at Judy's. He wasn't insinuating anything. The girl had brothers. She had to know that most men who wanted to say something would just say it.First her thinking that he was continuously poking at her weight and not that she was a criminal."So fucking ridiculous," he growled and dropped the chain the bike. A soft grasp resounded behind him and he realized how loud he had been with his cursing. The Beltmans were walking out of the gym and stopped in their tracks. "I'm so sorry.""It's all right, son." Mr. Beltman reached out and patted Drake on the shoulder. "Something got you stirred up?"He glanced to Mrs. Beltman with a look of apology on his face and nodded. "Yeah. The girl of my dreams is quickly becoming a nightmare.""Drop her ass," Mr. Beltm
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