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My mind was racing. We would only need necessities and we could be out the door in five minutes. We could download clothes there. The sooner we left the better.
No one would believe two people would get on a plane right after such an enormous tragedy. It didn't make sense, which was exactly why we had to do it. I had to take Travis far enough away, for a specific reason.
Something believable, even if it was crazy. Luckily, crazy wasn't that far a leap for Travis and me, and it was possible the investigators would second-guess the dozens of witnesses who saw Travis fighting in the basement of Keaton Hall that night-if they had proof that we were in Vegas hours later getting married. It was absolutely insane, but I didn't know what else to do.
I didn't have time to come up with a better plan. We should already be gone. Travis was staring back at me expectantly, waiting to unconditionally accept whatever came out of my crazy mouth.
Goddammit, I couldn't lose him now, not after everything we'd fought through to get to this moment. By anyone's standards, we were too young to get married, too unpredictable.
How many times had we hurt one another along the way, screamed at each other one minute and fallen into bed together the next? But we'd just seen how fragile life was. Who knew when the end would come along and sweep one of us away? I looked at him, resolute. He was mine, and I was his. If I knew anything at all, it was that only those two things mattered. He furrowed his brow. Travis chasing America's car when he realized it was over was still fresh in my mind.
He was going to fight for Benny in Vegas, and I wouldn't go back there. Not even for him. He had gone through hell while we were apart. He'd begged me back on his knees, and I was so set on never returning to my life in Nevada, I'd walked away. I'd be a complete asshole if I asked him to go back.
I half expected him to tell me to get the hell out for even mentioning it, but this was the only plan I had, and I was desperate. We just needed to be somewhere else.
He looked around his bedroom, searching the darkness for what he thought I wanted to hear. I didn't want to be that girl, the one who wasn't forthcoming and caused a huge, stupid misunderstanding. But I couldn't tell Travis the truth about what I'd just proposed to him. He would never agree to go. He probably thought it was a test, but the only thing I wanted was for him to say yes.
His mouth parted, forming a silent gasp. I waited lifetimes until his lips curved upward, and he sealed his mouth on mine. His kiss screamed a thousand different emotions. My brain felt swollen with warring thoughts of relief and panic.
This was going to work. We would get married, Travis would have an alibi, and everything would be okay. Oh, hell. I was getting married. Travis Abby Abernathy was famous for one thing: She could commit a crime and smile like it was any other day, lie without a twitch in her eye. Only one person in the world had any chance of learning her Tell, and that one person had to figure it out if he wanted to have any chance with her. Abby had lost her childhood, and I'd lost my mom, so for two people who struggled to get on the same page, we were the same story.
That gave me an edge, and after making this my goal over the past months, I'd arrived at an answer: Abby's Tell was not having one. It might not make sense to most people, but it made perfect sense to me. It was the absence of that Tell that gave her away. The peace in her eyes, the softness in her smile, the relaxation of her shoulders alerted me that something was wrong. If I didn't know her better, I might have thought this was just our happy ending, but she was up to something.
Sitting in the terminal, waiting to board a plane to Vegas, with Abby snuggled into the curve of my body, I knew it was easy to try to ignore. She kept lifting her hand, staring at the ring I'd bought her, and sighing.
The middle-aged woman across from us was watching my new fiancee and smiled, probably fantasizing about a time when she had her whole life ahead of her. She didn't know what those sighs really meant, but I had an idea. It was hard to be happy about what we were about to do with the cloud of so many deaths hanging above our heads.
No, really, it was literally above our heads. A television on the wall displayed the local news.
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Footage of the fire and the latest updates scrolled across the screen. They interviewed Josh Farney. He was covered in soot and he looked horrible, but I was glad to see he'd made it.
He was fairly hammered when I saw him before the fight. Most of the people who came to the Circle either came drunk or worked their way up to a buzz while they waited for me and my opponent to trade blows.
When the flames began to crawl across the room, adrenaline pumped into everyone's veins-enough to sober up even the most intoxicated. I wished it hadn't happened. We'd lost so many, and this wasn't exactly something you'd want your wedding to follow. From experience, I knew that the memory of a tragedy could be misplaced. Attaching this date to something we would celebrate year after year would keep it front and center in our minds.
Damn, they were still bringing out bodies, and I was acting like this was an annoyance. There were parents out there who had no idea they'd never see their kids again. That selfish thought led to guilt, and that guilt led to a lie. It was a sheer miracle that we were getting married right now, anyway. But I didn't want Abby thinking I was anything but super fucking pumped about getting married.
Knowing her, she'd misread it and then change her mind. So I focused on her, and what we were about to do. I wanted to be a normal, so-excited-I-might-puke groom-to-be, and she deserved nothing less. It wouldn't be the first time I'd pretended not to care about something I couldn't get out of my head. The living proof was snuggled up next to me. On the television screen, the anchorwoman standing outside Keaton Hall held the microphone with both hands, a frown line between her eyebrows.
Back to you, Kent. So many had died, of course they were going to hold someone accountable. Was it Adam's fault? Would he go to prison? Would I? I hugged Abby to me and kissed her hair. A woman behind a desk picked up a mic and began to speak, and my knee started to bounce uncontrollably. If we weren't going to board soon, I might pick up Abby and run to Vegas. I felt like I could have made it there before the plane. The airline agent instructed us about boarding the flight, her voice rising and falling with the scripted announcement she'd probably read a million times.
She sounded like the teacher in those Peanuts cartoons: The only thing that made sense were the thoughts on repeat inside my head: I was about to become the husband of the second woman I'd ever loved.
It was almost time.
Shit, yeah! Fuck, yes! I was getting married! It wasn't the airy sigh a young, newly engaged girl might make while staring at her rather large diamond. It was full of thought. A heavy, thoughtful thought that made me think heavier, thoughtful thoughts.
But not second thoughts. We couldn't stay away from each other. What we were about to do was inevitable, and Travis Maddox loved me in a way most people dreamed about. The sigh was filled with worry and hope for my stupid plan. I wanted Travis to be okay so much that it was nearly tangible.
We were wedged between a businessman talking softly on his cell phone and an elderly couple.
E-book Republic Oct 7, at 1: Abby believes she has enough distance from the darkness of her past, but when she arrives at college with her best friend, her path to a new beginning is quickly challenged by Eastern University's Walking One-Night Stand. Travis Maddox, lean, cut, and covered in tattoos, is exactly what Abby needs—and wants—to avoid. He spends his nights winning money in a floating fight ring, and his days as the ultimate college campus charmer.
If he loses, he must remain abstinent for a month. Either way, Travis has no idea that he has met his match. Walking Disaster Beautiful 2 Can you love someone too much? Travis Maddox learned two things from his mother before she died: Love hard. Fight harder. In Walking Disaster, the life of Travis is full of fast women, underground gambling, and violence. But just when he thinks he is invincible, Abby Abernathy brings him to his knees. Every story has two sides.
In Beautiful Disaster, Abby had her say. Endlessly Beautiful 1.
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Although the crowd at the lunch table had thinned, America, Shepley and I lingered to discuss our weekend plans. I was as indistinguishable as any other wide-eyed, overachieving freshman on the way to class; no staring, no rumors, no pity or judgment. Do you know how many times he's screwed things up for me because he one-nights the best friend? Just when I felt sure I was a safe distance, Travis Maddox was at my side.
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There were worse things than finding your soul mate too early in life, and what was too early, anyway? Opublikowany A few more girls followed behind him, giggling and running their fingers through their hair to get his attention. So don't use your hos to scam the system, boys!
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