Casting Stones (Stones Duet #1) Read Free

through the window of the diner. Standing behind the counter with her arms crossed over her chest, the waitress glares at me with narrowed eyes and a nasty scowl on her face. My sister’s voice fades when I meet the waitress’ eyes. They’re beautiful; even from thirty feet away I can see how green they are. I’ve never seen anything like them before.
     

     
    “HEY, THANKS MAN . I’ll let you know.” I shake hands with Eric, the athletic director, after receiving an offer to catch a Red Sox game tonight. Friday nights in Boston can get a little crazy it seems. I’ve only been here for a few weeks and haven’t really gotten out much. After growing up in a house with my sister who always had friends over, listening to music or having slumber parties, I enjoy the solitude living alone offers. I prefer silence as opposed to talking just for the sake of talking. God knows I can’t turn off the voices in my head- no matter how hard I try. So for now I enjoy the peace and quiet in my miniscule, stupidly overpriced apartment.
    I walk into the office and greet the secretaries who stop talking immediately as if they’ve been caught talking about something they shouldn’t have. Dana, a tall, voluptuous brunette, blushes and gives Karen a pointed look. The stocky woman purses her lips and rolls her eyes, returning her attention to the computer screen in front of her and mouths something that sounds like, “That’s pathetic.”
    “Here you go, Mr. Davis,” Dana stands and saunters over, handing me two large folders with copies of the curriculum meeting notes. “Thanks. You didn’t have to do this. I would’ve copied them.” Her light brown eyes drop to my mouth as I speak.
    “I don’t mind. That’s what I’m here for.” She winks as her pouty lips pull back into a seductive smirk and I can’t help wonder what else she’d do for me. My dick wonders, too. Shit! I shake my head quickly to dispel the thoughts of her naked and beneath me. “I’ll be in my office.” What the hell is wrong with me? What I need is to concentrate on work. I don’t need to get sidetracked like I did before. Stay focused. Stick to the plan. I need to think with my head not my dick because the only woman who stirs my dick and melts my heart is in love with someone else.
    Sitting at my desk, I drop my face into my hands, rubbing my palms over my eyes, and think about her. Her long, wavy hair and that beautiful body I once called mine. How could I have been so stupid to give it all up for a quick fuck in the bathroom of a bar with a woman that I didn’t even like? The issue isn’t whether I liked her or not, who fucking does that shit? I wasn’t raised that way; I was taught to respect women and treat them right. I guess the joke is on me because I didn’t respect Mia and I certainly didn’t treat her right. I’m not an asshole, but I know still to this very day, she believes otherwise.
    I exhale loudly, reach for my phone and send her a text to let her know I’m thinking about her. I ask her to come up for a visit even though I know she won’t come. Seeing her sad only pisses me off even more.Seeing her with him infuriates me. I screwed up once , only once , and didn’t get a second chance. I wasn’t even given the chance to explain myself and yet, that asshole fucking broken her heart and now he gets to slide right back into her life. Karma must like him because she’s a bitch to me.
    I lean back in my chair and stretch, yawning loudly after having sat all day going through a never-ending pile of papers.
    “I’m leaving for the day. Is there anything I can do for you before I leave?” Dana knocks on my door and leans against the door frame. Her suggestive tone hints that she’d be willing to let me fuck her on my desk, but I’m not interested. I meet her gaze. “No. I’m all set.”
    “Hey. I know you’re new in town and a bunch of us are going out tonight. Want to come? It’ll be fun.”
    The thought of spending