★CATCHING FOX★
By Aimee McNeil
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"You remind me of a fox because you are quick, quiet, and...beautiful."
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A
chance meeting between two young souls is all it took...
When Adalynne Fairweather was just a child,
her entire life had already been planned. From Ivy League schools to a career
in law, adventure was the one thing out of her reach. That was until a boy with
bright green eyes and a monster truck t-shirt wandered into her back yard, giving
the adventure she longed for.
Refuge
can be found in the most unlikely places…
Damon Knight’s abusive home life left him longing
for a childhood he never had—until he wandered into Adalynne’s yard. She took
his hand, smiled at him, and even gave him a nickname. Fox. The woods became their escape—a place to flee from reality. He
discovered music through Adalynne’s piano, and not long after that, she gave
him a guitar. Little did he know that gift would change his life forever.
Years
later, their age is not the only thing that’s changed...
Adalynne’s love for Fox took on a life of its own. As they begin to build their lives, her heart aches for him in ways she can’t understand. As they slowly begin to drift apart, Adalynne becomes more desperate to cling to their secret romance.
But Fox is no longer the bright-eyed child from
the woods. Her shy, beautiful Fox has grown into a dark, troubled man with a
guitar. And when her last attempt to salvage their relationship breaks Adalynne’s
heart, catching Fox a second time seems just out of her reach.
★EXCERPT★
When
the set finished the band exited the stage. Adalynne watched Fox leave and she
realized how much she missed him. An unbearable ache formed in her chest.
People began shuffling around the room and music blasted on the speakers
surrounding them. A heavy beat thrummed through the entire club, keeping the
good mood alive and thriving in the many bodies that lined the floor.
“I’m
going to check my messages.” Adalynne held up her phone. “I can’t hear anything
here.” She didn’t wait for anyone to respond. Leaving her seat, she headed
toward the back of the bar toward the restrooms.
“I’m
coming with you.” Katie jumped up and followed on Adalynne’s heels through the
crowded floor of people. When they were away from the guys, Katie pulled up
beside her. “What was going on with you and Brolan Pierce? Do you know him?
Please tell me you know him. You were practically eye doing each other.” Katie
looked up at Adalynne’s face. “Oh my God!
You know the lead singer of Outcome? Why didn’t you tell me you knew him? Is
he the one you’re so hung up on?” Katie’s eyes could not get any wider as she
stared at her. Her nails were digging into Adalynne’s arm.
“Katie,
please be quiet.” Adalynne noticed the girls waiting in the bathroom line
turning to observe their conversation. “Yes, I know him and I didn’t tell you
because that’s not his real name. I didn’t know it until he walked onstage. It
was a long time ago. Anyway, I’m not that hung up.”
“Oh
please. You barely look at all the hot guys that practically drool on you. Look
at Matthew over there. He’s not used to having to work to gain a girl’s
attention. He’s used to girls handing him a free pass to their vaginas. Besides,
I have never seen two people look at each other like that. I thought he was
going to jump off the stage. It was beyond attraction.” Katie looked like she
was going to swoon as she leaned against the wall.
“Do
me a favor and forget about it.” Adalynne tried to dismiss their conversation. She
listened to the message her mother left telling her everything was still fine.
“Why
should I forget? You obviously can’t.” Katie folded her arms across her chest.
She stomped her foot defiantly. “You cannot let this opportunity slip by. I
seriously want to strangle you! You should be asking to speak with him. He owes
you that much after he eye-fucked the hell out of you onstage!”
“Oh
my god, Katie! It wasn’t like that. He was probably just surprised to see me.”
Adalynne shrugged her shoulders and tried to seem casual. “He never wanted me
like that and he doesn’t now.”
“Are
you Adalynne?” A tall man dressed completely in black came to a stop in front
of her. He looked like he walked out of the gym after spending most of his life
there. A black shirt stretched over his massive chest, his hair was cropped
short, and his severe eyes glared at her with a very serious expression. He had
the science of intimidation down perfectly and Adalynne just nodded at his
question, backing up against the wall.
“Will
you follow me?” he continued, taking a step back, expecting her to comply but
halted when she did not move.
“Why?”
she asked when he looked back at her.
“You
are requested by Mr. Pierce,” he stated simply, his patience wearing thin.
“I’ll
cover for you!” Katie pushed Adalynne toward the large security guard. Adalynne
looked back over her shoulder at Katie, who continued to wave her on
encouragingly. The eyes of all the other girls who witnessed the scene stared
after her as well.
Adalynne
tried to calm her breathing as she followed the man through a dark, narrow
hallway until he came to a door and knocked. The door opened narrowly but
Adalynne couldn’t see in the room at her angle.
“Adalynne,”
he said to the person who opened the door. The door closed and a moment later
it swung open wide and Adalynne watched the band members leave the room. They
nodded approvingly at her. The one she recognized from the drums spoke to her
as he passed. “Hello there, beautiful.” Adalynne tried to manage a smile in
return but she was overwhelmed with nerves. He smiled widely at her before
continuing down the hall with the others.
Adalynne
didn’t move. Her feet felt planted in place until the security guard gave her a
gentle nudge of encouragement. She walked in slowly and he closed the door
behind her, narrowly missing her. Adalynne took in the room. The sofas were
covered in discarded clothing. The walls were covered with posters and framed
photographs.
Fox
walked out of a connecting room with a beer in his hand. His hair was messy
like he had just run his fingers through it. He leaned against the door frame
and stared at her from across the room. The emotions that overcame her were
crippling. She had been living so long without her heart and now it was right
in front of her and yet so far. She couldn’t think of anything more striking
than his muscled lean frame. The way his jeans hung so low and how his shirt
hugged his body that held a promise of so much pleasure. He was a drug to her
and she was addicted to him in every sense of the word.
“You
are so beautiful.” His voice was raw from singing. He walked over to the sofa
and sat down, not taking his eyes off her. “I can’t get you out of my fucking
head.” Fox ran his hand down over his face.
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