Barbie Btch (Rejects Paradise #3) - Sheridan Anne Page 0,59
CEO businessman extraordinaire, now get your ass out of here and mop my dining hall, wench.”
“Careful, now,” I tease, walking out of the room and smothering my smirk. “You don’t want to piss off the help. Who knows what you might find in your breakfast in the morning.”
I hear his soft laughter flowing out of the gym as I make my way toward the staff quarters and instantly run into Mom as she steps through the entrance. “Oh, Ocean,” she says, looking anywhere but meeting my eyes. “How was school?”
I let out a soft sigh and pull her into my arms, knowing exactly what this is about. “It’s okay, Mom. I’m not mad at you.”
She throws her arms around me, holding me tight and burying her face into my neck. “Oh, I’m so, so sorry, my sweet baby. I don't know what came over me. I never should have hit you. My emotions were riding high and I was overwhelmed and the next thing I knew, my hand was cracking across your face. Oh, please forgive me, sweet girl. I couldn’t cope knowing that you were hurting over my actions.”
“Mom, it’s fine. Really. I love you and I shouldn’t have broken the news to you like that, but I couldn’t hold onto it anymore. You needed to know and I didn’t want you to hold back from being happy again.”
“I know sweet girl,” she says, taking my shoulders and pulling back to look me in the eye. “I appreciate that but either way, I shouldn’t have laid a hand on you and I’ll regret that until the day I die.”
“It’s okay,” I whisper, giving her an encouraging smile. “I can get revenge when you’re an old lady and I put you in a nursing home.”
She sucks in a sharp gasp. “You wouldn’t do your sweet momma wrong like that.”
“Just you wait and see.”
She shakes her head and goes to step around me when she stops and looks back at me. “What are you doing here? I didn’t have you scheduled to work. You need to catch up on your studies so you can get into a good college.”
“I know, I just had a shitty day at school and thought that I could use something to keep my mind off it.”
Mom shakes her head. “Absolutely not. You’re not using work as an escape. Why don’t you head up to the library and pick something to read? That should take your mind off whatever awful things happened at school. You love reading and you’ve hardly read anything since moving here.”
I press my lips into a tight line and meet her eyes. “That’s not actually a bad idea.”
“Good, now get out of here and go and relax, but don’t take your eye off the time. You always tend to get lost in those books of yours and next thing you know, you’ve missed dinner and it’s after three in the morning.”
I laugh, knowing just how right she is. It’s a sickness really.
Mom disappears and I’m left to make my way up to the library. I find the elevator and within moments, I’m stepping through to my favorite room in the house. I’m still baffled by how amazing this is. What normal people have a fully stocked library in their home? It’s insane.
I quickly begin my search, desperately trying to ignore the memories of Colton devouring my pussy like a fucking king on these very shelves. It doesn’t take long before I’m getting lost in the titles and covers, scanning over the blurbs and picking out a whole freaking pile that I wish I could somehow read in one night.
I narrow down my search and am just about to settle on Jaymin Eve’s latest release when the elevator pings and the doors slide open. I freeze on the spot as Casey steps through to the library and the second she lifts her eyes from the ground, she stops and we stare at each other like deer caught in headlights.
“Umm …” I say awkwardly. “I was uhh, just leaving.”
“Oh, umm … you don’t have to leave on my account. I’m just going to grab a book and go read in my room.”
“Okay, sure,” I say, still unable to move from my spot. “You don’t mind that I’m reading your books?”
Her eyes flitter across the room as though she’s trying to look busy as she searches for her book but it’s pretty damn clear that she’s just trying to avoid making awkward eye contact with me.