Chapters (50)
- Cover
- Back Cover Text
- Also by Charish Reid
- Dedication
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-One
- Chapter Thirty-Two
- Chapter Thirty-Three
- Chapter Thirty-Four
- Chapter Thirty-Five
- Chapter Thirty-Six
- Chapter Thirty-Seven
- Chapter Thirty-Eight
- Chapter Thirty-Nine
- Chapter Forty
- Epilogue
- Acknowledgements
- About the Author
- Carina Press Romance Promise
- Writing for Carina
- Carina eNewsletter
He tried to remain passive as he shook his head. “Nope.” His phone vibrated against his chest and he pulled it from his jacket. It was a local phone number that he didn’t recognize, so he reluctantly answered it. “Hello?”
“Mr. Donovan, Becca Richards’s guardian?” asked a woman.
“This is he?”
“I’m the principal of Hollingsworth Academy and I have Becca in my office.”
“What’s wrong?” he asked.
“Becca was in an incident with another student. Both students are fine, just a little rattled.”
“What kind of incident?” John’s mind and heart began to race with terrible images of an injured or traumatized Becca.
“Let’s just say that Becca got into a scuffle with another female student. No one is injured, per se.”
“She got into a fight?” John demanded. Victoria’s eyes were on him with piercing intensity. “Is she okay? Is she hurt?”
“No one is injured,” the principle repeated. “I’d appreciate it if you would come to the school so we could discuss the next step of this conflict.”
“Yes, fine,” John said in a terse voice and hung up. He faced Victoria with a resigned expression. “I’m sorry to do this to you, but Becca...”
“Let’s go,” she said, hitching her purse on her shoulder. She moved to open the passenger’s side of the pickup.
He watched her, bewildered by her swift movements. “I’m taking you back to your office, right?”
“No,” Victoria said as she climbed into her seat. “We’re going to the school. You need to see about this now.”
“But this...” John paused. He was close to saying this wasn’t part of their first-date plans. “You don’t have to do this. I can drop you off at your office and get her.”
“Hollingsworth is just a couple blocks away. Let’s go see what’s wrong.” Victoria slammed her door shut.
John took a deep breath and made his way around the front of his truck to the driver’s side. When he sat behind the wheel, he snuck a covert glance at Victoria, who sat staring straight on with a determined look on her face. His irritation was replaced by a sense of relief. She didn’t have to do this, but she was accompanying him to something he had no preparation for. John was thankful.
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Eighteen
Principal Karen Schmidt, who looked to be Victoria’s age, glanced at her before addressing John. She lowered her voice. “This is really a matter for Becca’s parent or guardian.”