WEAK Part Three: A Thornhill Road Romance Read Free

the manager. It
might not be good enough for you but at least the people who eat
and drink here don’t manipulate other people into weird sex games
for cash."
    The old timer next to us put down his drink
and lifted his head.
    "I didn’t mean that Victoria. There's nothing
wrong with this place, I just don't understand what you are
doing here?"
    "Who were you looking for? Some other woman
to buy dirty panties from?"
    The old timer nearly choked on his mouthful
of beer.
    "Victoria, this isn’t the time to discuss
things like that."
    "Now's as good a time as any." The old man
said. "I'm all ears young feller."
    "There isn’t anything to discuss. Just go.
I'm not the person you fucked last week and I'm not the person
you're going to fuck this week either."
    "Hoowee!" The old man hooted.
    "Get out of here Jay." Victoria snapped at
him. "Drinks on the house later. Come back in an hour."
    "I'm gone." He gathered up his tobacco and
coat to hit the road. Victoria followed him to the door and locked
it as he left, flipping the sign over to say she was closed.
    When she turned around I was sure I had made
the right decision to fly out there. I had no idea why she was
there but that look of defiance was something I'd come to need
    It was also exactly how she always looked
just before we fucked.
    "Now tell me exactly what the hell you're
doing here Vincent, before I throw you out. You have fifteen
minutes to say something convincing. You have my full
attention."
    She was loving it - turning the tables on me
and it was having exactly the right effect, although probably not
the one she intended.
    I wanted her more than ever.
    I looked around at the small tables
everywhere, the bar and… yes, the pool table.
    "I didn’t expect to find you here Victoria,
but I'm very glad I did."
    "You have fourteen minutes Medici, before I
call Will, my boyfriend, to haul your ass out of here. He's very
big, very jealous and he won’t be happy to see you."
    No… it couldn’t be….
    "Will? As in, William Hyde?"
    "Yes. William Hyde. How do you know his name?
Have you been snooping around in my private life you creep?"
    I was reeling, torn between my desire to get
her onto that pool table and the absolute necessity of figuring out
what the hell was going on.
    "I can’t stop thinking about you." There were
a million other things I could have said, but that was the only one
I could think of.
    She stamped her foot on the ground, slammed
her fists into her sides and growled as though it was the most
infuriating thing in the world.
    All that fearsome rage, that hot blood. If
she gave in to me now it would make our fucking in the elevator
look like a prayer meeting by comparison.
    The problem was that now I wanted more than
sex. Much more, but all we had right now was this impossible mess
and it had to be cleared up right now before anything else
happened.
    The situation was a mess and so was I, but
what she did next only screwed me up even more….
     
     

Chapter
Twenty-Two
    Things had been going really well, like
really, really well.
    I had spent time with mom and dad and had
already made a start on trying to sort out their affairs. Will had
insisted on giving me a part time job managing in the sports bar,
even though I really had no experience with that kind of work at
all, but he was adamant that he would train me in and that I would
be great at it given time.
    It was only my second day there - my second God damn day - when Vincent Medici walked in through
my door in all his 'fuck me now' clothes like the incarnation of
big city balls in small town Shillington. He looked so damn sharp,
so manicured, so cocky sitting on that stupid barstool with his
folders laid out before him.
    He was just begging to be all messed up and
reduced to an incoherent mass by a pair of panties he couldn't
resist.
    My heart was pounding.
    I couldn't let anything like that happen. It
had only been a few days since he had rocked my world in an
elevator but already it felt like