Scarlett Brooks doesn't
need love. The only men she can trust in her life are her twin brother and his
two best friends, Logan and Caleb. Every other guy has only let her down, and
she promises herself to never to experience heartbreak again.
Logan King can't stand
back and watch his best friend's twin sister continue to spiral out of control.
With random hookups, drunken nights, and reckless decisions, she is on the path
to self-destruction. He sets out to slow her down and prove that she isn't
happy with her one-night stands.
The two come
dangerously close to crossing lines. Is Scarlett capable of trusting and
opening up to love again? Will it ruin their friendship if Logan is the one to
teach her how?
This is part of a
series but can be read as a standalone. Characters are introduced in Jolted and
Impacted.
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I woke the next morning with a dull
headache, but nothing I couldn't ignore for the day. Logan was gone, working
another odd job since he couldn't seem to stick to one thing for very long. I
was left alone. In his bed.
Fuzzy memories of how I got there
came to light. I moaned and rubbed my temples. He seemed more frustrated with
me last night than usual. It may have to do with the fact that this was the
third time this week I had to call him for a ride.
It took me a good hour to finally
drag myself out of Logan's bed and into the master bathroom. I looked around,
actually impressed with how clean it was. For a man living alone, he cleaned up
well. I washed my raccoon eyes away and used some mouthwash. When I felt I looked
presentable, I headed downstairs and found my purse.
I let myself out of his house and
locked the door behind me. As promised, my car was sitting in the driveway. I
smiled to myself as I got in and put the keys in the ignition. A yellow post-it
on the steering wheel caught my attention.
Thanks for
waking me up in the middle of the night.
My stomach sunk with guilt and
leftover alcohol from the previous night. It was well into the afternoon by now
and he must have been exhausted when he woke up early this morning. Glad to see
Logan's sarcasm was still intact after so little sleep, I sighed and started
the car.
My radio blared as freezing air
blew in my face. My hands panicked while trying to decide to shut off the
air-conditioner that was on full blast or turn down the ear-splitting radio.
With the Fall weather, I didn't have my air on the night before, nor did I have
my radio loud enough to blow a speaker.
Shards of colored paper and glitter
blasted in my face from the vents and flew around the cabin of my car like a
party tornado. I swatted at the confetti and spit out the random pieces that
were getting caught in my open mouth. Lady Gaga screamed at me in my surprise.
By the time my senses caught up
with me and I turned off all the controls in the car, I looked like a piñata.
Confetti and glitter covered me and the entire inside of my car. I wiped my
face, only to smear more glitter on my face.
I leaned over the wheel in a fit of
laughter. Logan. This was my payback
for waking him up when he had to get up so early. Ever since we kids, pranks
and games were our favorite past time. I would never be able to get my car
clean after this. After sending him a congratulatory text, I started the drive
home to clean up.
Payback is
a bitch.
Alyne
lives in Ohio with her husband, dog and cat. Working full time in an office all
day, she spends her nights reading, writing or watching an entire TV series in
a night. She refuses to grow up, loves Disney movies and anything with owls.
She couldn't live without her coffee or her furry "children".
Alyne
is the author of "Light to the Darkness" and the "Conflicted
Encounters" Series.
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