Four's Game (SEU, #1) [ SAMPLE + UNEDITED FULL VERSION]

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I missed her.

More than I wanted to admit.

I wanted to see her, hold her, smell her.

I wanted to hear her giggles that would lead to exaggerated soft snorts of contentment. I wanted to see her wipe her sweaty palms on her pants when she got nervous. I wanted to watch her push her black frames back on her nose to keep it steady. I wanted to see her lips pout upwards while she lost herself in her own thoughts.

But I was apprehensive to approach her. For the first time, I was having trouble figuring out what I would say to her when we saw each other again. I wasn't sure what I would say. I didn't have a concrete plan. I never seemed to have a concrete plan whenever it came to Tosha. I had an idea of things I wanted to ask, but I didn't know how to execute it or really start it off.

How was I supposed to dive into this? Was I to ask questions immediately? Was I to wait until she started explaining? What was I to do? What would be my reaction when she finally disclosed the truth about her mother's death and her fathers' deep rooted malice towards me? What if I trip? What if her explanation was more than I could handle?

Shit. I'm thinking about this too hard. This isn't me. I didn't care to think about shit so heavily like this.

But I care for her. I care for her deeply and despite it all, I knew I would still want her. I still want her, that's already confirmed. However, I didn't want to be in the dark anymore.

I couldn't fault her completely here. As I was still keeping her in the dark about Ada and her connection to Jas. I needed to get the Ada situated under wraps. If I didn't, it would cause more problems in the end.

Exhaling softly, I rustled a heavy hand in my hair. It was fuller and had grown a little longer in the last few days. Where it would usually stop at my ears, it was now resting in waves around my face and past the nape of my neck. Along with that, my face was scruffy with stumble. It's safe to say that I needed a haircut and a shave badly. Nevertheless, it was the least of my worries and I didn't care too much for it so it could wait.

Shifting the gear of my car in park again, I bit my lips and looked at the time. 5:17 PM.

I was supposed to meet Ada at the spot she'd texted to me at five o'clock. I'd arrived fifteen minutes ago but I was too wrapped up in my thoughts to go inside. I had put the car in park when I first arrived, then switched gears to reverse, to get out of the spot. Something didn't feel right about being here and I wasn't sure what the fuck it was but it was a gut wrenching feeling.

She called me a few minutes ago and I hadn't answered. I felt like a little bitch, and not anything like the adult I was on paper. So, I swallowed down whatever nerves I felt and texted her, allowing her to know I was outside.

I needed to get this conversation out of the way and regroup to speak to Tosha tonight.

I stepped out of my truck into the autumn air and made my way into the restaurant. I didn't realize how fancy it was, and with my tall statue, I stood out like a sore thumb in my casual attire. The smell of their sweet cuisine made my stomach churn but I wasn't hungry. I was queasy about speaking to Ada.