Chapters (42)
- Cover
- Painful
- Books By S.C. Stephens
- Dedication
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Acknowledgments
- About the Author
I felt someone approaching on my right and flashed a quick glance in their direction. Kiera and Anna. My eyes had already returned to the front before what I’d just noticed fully registered. Kiera and Anna? Feeling like I’d just lost my mind, I twisted to face the impossibility of my girlfriend and her sister in front of me. Was I dreaming? Kiera was staring at my crotch for some reason, but her eyes immediately shifted to my face as her cheeks filled with color. I was too floored to be too curious about her reaction. She’s here. Holy fuck, she’s here. I must be dreaming.
But then Griffin exclaimed, “Hell yeah!” and I knew it was real. She was really here. Griffin grabbed Anna and had his tongue down her throat before I could even wipe the shock off my face. Kiera twisted to watch Griffin sweep Anna away. When her beautiful features returned to me, I finally smiled. “You’re here?” I said, stepping forward. I’m not dreaming?
A soft smile on her lips, she nodded. Then her hazel eyes flicked to the table, and a wave of guilt washed over me. Oh, shit. My gaze shifted back to the girls still making out with each other, oblivious to Griffin’s absence. Kiera had seen me staring at them. She wouldn’t understand that I hadn’t really been watching them. She’d think I was just trying to save face if I told her the truth. So, all I could do was apologize.
Looking back at her, I cringed and shrugged. I hoped she wasn’t too angry as I grabbed her hand and pulled her into me. “Sorry about that.” I blindly handed my beer bottle to someone nearby, then I ran my hand through her soft, silky hair. I studied her face like I’d never seen it before, and I felt myself getting lost in her perfection. God, I’d missed her. How was she here? “Some girls will do anything to get noticed,” I murmured. But all I think about is you.
Feeling more complete than I’d felt in weeks, I cupped her cheek. “I can’t believe you’re here.” I flicked a glance at where we were and wondered how she’d accomplished that. Matt had told me earlier that the show was sold out, and backstage passes usually ran out long before the regular tickets. “How did you get back here?” Did she win a contest or something? How? When? Why?
She let out an amusing pained sound. “You would not believe what I had to do.” She pursed her lips and raised an eyebrow. “Make sure you say bye to Anna…because I’m killing her when we get home.”