Page 23 of Mine Forever
What the hell am I going to do now?
Not only am I not going to outrun the storm, but I have nowhere to stay.
In a hurricane.
As an event planner, I know better than to think huge events like the charity ball go off without a hitch. But really, who expects their keynote speaker to get hit by a starlet with a drinking problem?
And whose last resort is one of the most popular baseball pitchers in history and just so happens to be my ex-boyfriend-turned-enemy?
Now, I’m stuck on this island with a hurricane bearing down on it with the man who knew every single one of my buttons to push.
Both good and bad.
I really can’t make this shit up.
Agiggle escapes me before I slap a hand over my mouth.
“Are you okay?” Chase asks.
The two men stare at me like they’re wary of my next move and ready to bolt at the first sign of insanity.
Good thing I hide it well.
“Oh, yeah. I’m fine. Just fine.” I giggle again and this time I don’t try to stop it.
I bend at the waist, my arms wrapped around my middle, and laugh until my sides ache.
The situation isn’t even remotely funny. I’m fucked in so many ways. But the thought of that just makes me laugh harder.
“Eden?”
Chase’s voice is full of bewilderment, like he expects me to run in circles or start drooling.
I lift up and wipe away a tear that leaked out.
Tears, Eden? Really?
My mother’s voice echoes in my head. The woman has always had impeccable timing when it came to making my life hell.
Even if she is six feet under.
“I’m fine, Chase.”
“You don’t look fine.”
The stance of his body is rigid, but his eyes are searching. “And you’re doing that laugh you do when you get nervous. Or are about to lose your shit.”
“Didn’t I just say I was okay?”
Nate clears his throat. “I’m sorry, Eden. But I gotta agree with Chase. You don’t look fine, and you’re laughing like a loon. I don’t know you well, but I’m not sure that’s a good thing.”
What is it about men when a woman says she’s okay and they dispute it?
I look over at the two men standing in front of me and shake my head.
What the hell do they know about anything in life being hard or unfair?
They are both too sinfully handsome for their own good, with women falling at their feet all the time.
