Imperfectly Yours Volumes 1-4 (A New Adult Romance Series) : Imperfectly Yours, His Diversion, Of Fear And Fate, Hard To Love You Read Free

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    “Whoa,” Scar exhales. “That scared me. I nearly dropped half the menu.” I stare down the street until I can’t hear the wailing. “Mikki? The box?”
    “That ambulance looked like it was headed for the Haskells.” She turns her head and follows my gaze.
    “Don’t be silly,” she chuckles. “It could be going anywhere.”
    “I’m serious.”
    “You’re paranoid,” she says even louder. “Now hop to it.” My fingers fidget as I jog into the kitchen and grab the last box. I’m not being paranoid. I’m just a concerned girlfriend. Okay . . . a concerned secret girlfriend but what’s wrong with being worried when you see an ambulance headed down your boyfriend’s street?
    Boyfriend . It will be nice to say that out loud someday.
    I wait eagerly as Aunt Scarlett drives in the same direction as the ambulance. I rub my sweaty palms as we turn a corner to see flashing lights. I hate it when I’m right.
    My chest sinks. Aunt Scarlett jumps out of her car and runs up the winding driveway. Dane lives in one of the largest houses in Seaside. House? I guess it is more of an estate with a backyard facing the ocean and a private beach. The windows are illuminated with twinkling lights and the sound of music is faint on the porch.
    “What’s going on?” Her hands cover her face as Mr. Haskell is rolled out on a stretcher. The police lights start hurting my eyes. I search the crowd for Dane. “Matt,” Scarlett gasps.
    “I’m alright,” he manages to say as the paramedics lift him into the ambulance.
    “What happened?”
    “Just an accident. No big deal.”
    Mrs. Haskell pushes her way through the crowd just to stare daggers at Aunt Scar. Like mother like daughter . Mrs. Haskell looks tall and thin in her champagne cocktail dress. Ruby heels costing more than our month’s rent grace the soles of her feet and her long, blond hair is curled to perfection.
    “I’m so sorry,” Scarlett replies. The ambulance door slams and the sirens ring through my eardrums.
    “Well,” she says, looking at the wrinkled apron around her waist. “I guess we won’t be needing your services after all.” Her smug look makes Scarlett frown. She glimpses in my direction. “Good night, ladies.”
    Paige pokes her head out the door. One look at me and a mischievous smirk spreads across her face. She folds her arms. Her party dress looks similar to her mother’s. Sparkling diamonds hang from her ears.
    “Want to come in?” she smiles. My stomach churns. No. But I’m desperate to see Dane. To know that he’s okay. I feel Scarlett staring.
    “Well,” she whispers. She’s grinning. “Go on.”
    “Are you serious?” I reply. Paige shrugs.
    “On second thought,” she does a once-over of my serving uniform. “Don’t come in. Wouldn’t want anyone seeing you like that.”
    I look down at my outfit. I don’t own anything nearly as glamorous as what she’s wearing.
    “Well if you change your mind.” She tilts her head and raises an eyebrow before joining her friends back inside.
    “Scarlett,” I sigh. “I’m sorry.”
    “Don’t stress it.” She clutches her stomach as she walks back to the car. “I should’ve known she’d pull a stunt like that.”
    “But Mr. Haskell-”
    “I know,” she continues. “. . . anyways.” She pauses.
    “Don’t even go there.” I hop into the passenger’s seat.
    “What? It might be fun?”
    “I thought you said the Haskells where a bunch of selfish liars.”
    “There will be other people there,” she answers. “And when was the last time you were invited to a party like this?” How about never. “And . . . I do sort of owe you.”
    “No. I have nothing to wear.”
    “Borrow something of mine.” She starts the car, shaking her head. “What the hell am I going to do with all this food? Matt better still plan on paying me. We can’t afford to let this stuff go to waste.” I put my seatbelt on and stare out the window. “At least you have your Friday