The Improbable Read Free

Miraculously,
she began coughing up water and turned on her stomach, gasping for air. I watched
as she scrambled to the side of the road on her hands and knees and threw up,
getting rid of the water and alcohol in her system.
               
I slowly rose to my feet, not sure of what else to do with myself. I had the
girl, now what was my plan? This hadn’t exactly been the way I wanted to
approach her; I just didn’t want her to die. That was smooth enough, right? She
collapsed onto her side; I winced when she audibly landed the back of her head
on a rock behind her. She curled up into a ball, sobbing.
               
“What just happened? Did someone push you?” I asked with my hands on my hips,
not sure of what else to say. I wasn’t good with consoling anyone.
               
She rolled over and propped herself up. I could tell she was very drunk,
judging by the time it took for her beautiful, dark brown eyes to focus on me.
They were opened wide and cautious. “Who are you?” She asked me in a hushed but
hoarse voice.
               
I held up my hands in a surrendering gesture, though she was testing my
patience I had to remember she was drunk. “I’m only here to help you. Now I
need to know if someone pushed you or if –”
               
“I want to go home.” She breathed in between sobs.
               
I saw her reach for her nonexistent robe to cover herself once she realized she
was donning only a swimsuit and heels. Her body was heavenly with slight curves
and my Lord was I enjoying the view! I punished the dog in my head and
ran my hands through my hair. I couldn’t understand why she was afraid. I had
just saved her life and we were only out there because of her! I grew angry at
her acting like I hadn’t just saved her ass.
               
“A ‘thank you’ would be appreciated.” I spit out with irritation. No matter
what they preached to me in the academy, I knew I’d continue to have problems
with my short fuse.
               
“What are you doing?” She questioned in a worried tone when she saw me removing
my button up that matched my swimming trunks
               
Without answering, I rung it out and tossed it at her.
               
The girl shuffled into it, removed her shoes, and carefully stood up. “Well, I
do thank you kind sir but I do not know you and would like to go home. Now if
you’d excuse me.” She shoved past me and started in a zigzag line towards an
exquisite Rolls Royce.
               
I raced toward her and closed the door as she opened it. “Are you out of your
fucking mind? You’ve had more drinks and shots than I can count on my fingers!”
I didn’t mean for my voice to come out so harsh yet I couldn’t control it.
Could she not see her own foolishness?
               
Her petite hands met my chest and pushed me back. “You are not the boss
of me!” She swiftly opened the door and slid in. Feisty and fast.
               
I was able to get the door back open before she put the keys into the ignition.
I reached in and retrieved the keys. How many times was I going to have to save
this girl in one night? She surely was gorgeous, but her stupidity was slowly
outshining that factor! “You aren’t driving.”
               
She crossed her arms over her chest and didn’t look at me like a stubborn
child.
               
“I know you don’t know me, but if you drive, you’ll kill yourself. Let me take
you home.” I tried to reason.
               
“I don’t want you having knowledge of where I live!” She spat, still not making
eye contact. “I’m sleeping right here, sir.” She huffed trying to push me out
of the way to close the door, failing.
               
I checked the surroundings. Even though it was a private property, I still
didn’t have a good feeling. “Come to my car, I promise you’ll be