Havoc by Laramie Briscoe EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
- Author: Laramie Briscoe
- Language: English
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- Genre: Romance Anthologies, Romance Collections & Anthologies
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Sometimes I wonder what would have happened if I had never met
Holden Thompson in a capacity other than an official one having to do with
his job. Our civilian introduction is kind of a funny story. It involves a shot of
whiskey and my first game of truth or dare. In this small town, my last name
is synonymous with Moonshine, anything illegal, and now the accident that
injured Trevor Trumbolt.
A year and a half ago though, right before Whitney Trumbolt and Ryan
Kepler became an item, I’d stood up to my family and had gone to
Birmingham for one semester of college. It was the first time I rebelled
against them all. I said fuck my last name, my family, and their reputation. I
was going to make my own way. Ultimately, I paid for it by being arrested
for them. But the night I truly met Holden Thompson is forever ingrained in
“C’mon Leighton! You mean to tell me you’ve never done anything
I swallow the drink of beer I sucked down hard. Reckless? My whole
family is reckless, but me? I like to stay on the fringes, obey the law, and do
my absolute best to be a good person. Growing up I was lucky if I was able to
ride on a different seat on the school bus without someone telling my dad. He
believed in keeping a tight leash on who many dubbed the Princess of
Moonshine. I figure maybe a half-truth is better than an out-right lie.
“Depends on what you mean by reckless.”
One of the other girls we’re sitting with does the shot in front of her,
hands me one, and grins at me. “The next man to walk through that door,”
she points to the entrance, “is gonna be kissed by you tonight.”
I’ve never played “truth or dare” or any of those games most girls played
at sleepovers; truth is, I was never invited.
Everyone was scared of my
family. This is my shot, in some ways, to experience the pieces of life I’ve
never been able to. If that means taking the shot of alcohol in front of me and
kissing the next man who walks through that door – no matter how not my
type he is, I’ll do it. Even if it’s only to say I’m part of this group.
Tipping my head back, I put the rim of the glass up to my lips and let the
heat of the alcohol travel down my throat into my stomach. I can hold my
liquor, it’d be an embarrassment to my family if I couldn’t, but even I’m
starting to feel the effects of the amount we’ve been partaking in tonight.
Hopping down from the bar top table we’ve been occupying, I lick my numb
lips and wait to see who fate is going to put in my path.
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