What If It's Right?
PROLOGUE
WESTON
She released a strangled groan, “Weston,” my name on her lips, that soft breathy moan did something to my rational thoughts, and I closed the distance between our mouths and did all the things I’ve been aching to do to that lip.
Tory’s hands slid up into my hair as she clung to me. I pulled away just a whisper, “Don’t make me keep waiting, Tory.” I breathed.
She shuddered under my palms, then she closed her eyes so tight her nose crinkled. “Weston, this is so wrong.”
Smoothing my thumb over her lip again, making her eyes flash open, I grinned at her, “But what if it’s right?”
CHAPTER ONE
VICTORIA
Fourteen Years Ago . . .
I couldn’t wipe the grin off my face as the wind whipped through my hair, sending it flying around me. My stomach dipped and lurched, but my smile grew wider. I glanced at my nephew Finn, clutching the safety bar locked in around his chest for dear life. But his smile was just as wide as mine.
“Woo!” he screamed out in joy. I joined him as the rollercoaster took its final dive.
When it came to a stop I helped him out of his seat, his legs wobbled under him. “That was so cool! Can we do it again?” his big brown eyes melted my heart.
“Hell yeah we can. But we better check on your mum first. She’s probably having heart palpitations right now, we better go let her know you survived.” I laughed.
Finn rolled his eyes, “She’s such a chicken.”
I ruffled his hair, “I know, but that’s what you’ve got me for. To do all the cool stuff with you.” I said with a wink then took his hand as we exited the ride and found my sister at the gate waiting for us.
Her hands were clenched around the railing so tight her knuckles had turned white. When she caught sight of us she released a relieved sigh and clutched her hand over her heart. “Oh my god! You are never going on a death trap like that again! I can’t believe I let you talk me into letting Finn go on that thing.” She said as she pulled Finn into her arms and held him tight.
It was my turn to roll my eyes, “Chill out Jacq, let the kid live a little. Look at him, he’s fine.”
Finn lifted his head and looked up into her eyes, “It was so awesome, Mum. Can I go again? Pleeease!”
Jacq smiled down at her son and sighed, “I’m sure it was awesome, but there is no way you are going on that thing again. Not today anyway. My heart just about jumped right out of my chest.”
“But Mum . . .” Finn whined.
She shook her head, “Maybe next year. Let’s go ride the dodge ’em cars!”
Finns face lit up and he nodded eagerly, then took off in the direction of the dodge ‘ems. Jacq and I followed him closely, making sure not to lose sight of him in the crowd. I hooked my arm through my sister’s, “How can you say no to that face?” I asked her, genuinely interested.
She laughed at me, “Just wait until you have kids, Tory.”
“Dude, no. It’s not going to happen. Not now, not ever.” I said on a chuckle.
We bought our tickets and each found a car. When the buzzer sounded I rammed straight into the side of Finn’s car, sending his blue car in a spin until he was facing me. His wicked little smile lit up and he pushed his foot to the floor and came at me head on, sending me flying backwards.
I couldn’t laugh any harder if I tried. Jacq got in on the action too, and I lost count of the amount of times her purple car rammed me. I loved my sister, as uptight as she could be, she was also awesome.
The rest of the day flew by with hotdogs, laughter, and way too much candy.
Finn was practically comatose on the drive home, flopped back in his seat, his little hands clutching his tummy, “Uhh, my tummy hurts.” He complained.
“I told you to stop eating, but no, you didn’t listen to me. You did this to yourself, Finn.” My sister scolded.
“I know, I know. I’m a rebel, I can’t help it, Mum.” Finn shot back.
I had to cover my mouth to stop my laughter and Jacq sent me a sidelong glare. I shrugged, “The kid is hilarious, it’s not my fault.”
Jacq rolled her eyes but didn’t say anything else. It was just on dusk, and after spending the whole day at the city show, we were all exhausted. I closed my eyes and laid my head back on my headrest, and promptly fell asleep.
The next thing I knew my head was tossed to the side smacking against the window with such force the glass smashed.
I tried to gain my bearings but everything was blurry and spinning out of control. I screamed when my eyes were finally able to focus and I saw Jacq’s body hanging limply at an odd angle, blood covered half her beautiful face. “Jacq,” I screamed, “Jacq, wake up!”
A groan sounded from the back seat, oh god, Finn. I tried to turn around to see him, but my arm was pinned, restricting my movement. “Finn, buddy, you okay?” I called to him.
“Tory,” he cried, “Mummy isn’t moving, why isn’t Mummy moving!” he panted then screamed, “Mummy!”
“She’s okay buddy, we’re going to be okay.” My voice shook with exertion. My chest constricted as the words passed my lips. It was the biggest lie I had ever told.
*****
Jacq had hit an oil slick on the road causing the car to spin out of control and collide with oncoming traffic. Her side of the car had taken the brunt of the impact, she died instantly.
Finn escaped with a few scratches from the broken glass, and a broken wrist.
My forearm had been pinned between my seat and the frame of the car. Fireman had to use The Jaws of Life to free me. My arm was so badly damaged you could see the bone sticking through the broken skin.
The emotional scars from that day would haunt us long after our bones mended and our scars healed.
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WESTON
She released a strangled groan, “Weston,” my name on her lips, that soft breathy moan did something to my rational thoughts, and I closed the distance between our mouths and did all the things I’ve been aching to do to that lip.
Tory’s hands slid up into my hair as she clung to me. I pulled away just a whisper, “Don’t make me keep waiting, Tory.” I breathed.
She shuddered under my palms, then she closed her eyes so tight her nose crinkled. “Weston, this is so wrong.”
Smoothing my thumb over her lip again, making her eyes flash open, I grinned at her, “But what if it’s right?”
CHAPTER ONE
VICTORIA
Fourteen Years Ago . . .
I couldn’t wipe the grin off my face as the wind whipped through my hair, sending it flying around me. My stomach dipped and lurched, but my smile grew wider. I glanced at my nephew Finn, clutching the safety bar locked in around his chest for dear life. But his smile was just as wide as mine.
“Woo!” he screamed out in joy. I joined him as the rollercoaster took its final dive.
When it came to a stop I helped him out of his seat, his legs wobbled under him. “That was so cool! Can we do it again?” his big brown eyes melted my heart.
“Hell yeah we can. But we better check on your mum first. She’s probably having heart palpitations right now, we better go let her know you survived.” I laughed.
Finn rolled his eyes, “She’s such a chicken.”
I ruffled his hair, “I know, but that’s what you’ve got me for. To do all the cool stuff with you.” I said with a wink then took his hand as we exited the ride and found my sister at the gate waiting for us.
Her hands were clenched around the railing so tight her knuckles had turned white. When she caught sight of us she released a relieved sigh and clutched her hand over her heart. “Oh my god! You are never going on a death trap like that again! I can’t believe I let you talk me into letting Finn go on that thing.” She said as she pulled Finn into her arms and held him tight.
It was my turn to roll my eyes, “Chill out Jacq, let the kid live a little. Look at him, he’s fine.”
Finn lifted his head and looked up into her eyes, “It was so awesome, Mum. Can I go again? Pleeease!”
Jacq smiled down at her son and sighed, “I’m sure it was awesome, but there is no way you are going on that thing again. Not today anyway. My heart just about jumped right out of my chest.”
“But Mum . . .” Finn whined.
She shook her head, “Maybe next year. Let’s go ride the dodge ’em cars!”
Finns face lit up and he nodded eagerly, then took off in the direction of the dodge ‘ems. Jacq and I followed him closely, making sure not to lose sight of him in the crowd. I hooked my arm through my sister’s, “How can you say no to that face?” I asked her, genuinely interested.
She laughed at me, “Just wait until you have kids, Tory.”
“Dude, no. It’s not going to happen. Not now, not ever.” I said on a chuckle.
We bought our tickets and each found a car. When the buzzer sounded I rammed straight into the side of Finn’s car, sending his blue car in a spin until he was facing me. His wicked little smile lit up and he pushed his foot to the floor and came at me head on, sending me flying backwards.
I couldn’t laugh any harder if I tried. Jacq got in on the action too, and I lost count of the amount of times her purple car rammed me. I loved my sister, as uptight as she could be, she was also awesome.
The rest of the day flew by with hotdogs, laughter, and way too much candy.
Finn was practically comatose on the drive home, flopped back in his seat, his little hands clutching his tummy, “Uhh, my tummy hurts.” He complained.
“I told you to stop eating, but no, you didn’t listen to me. You did this to yourself, Finn.” My sister scolded.
“I know, I know. I’m a rebel, I can’t help it, Mum.” Finn shot back.
I had to cover my mouth to stop my laughter and Jacq sent me a sidelong glare. I shrugged, “The kid is hilarious, it’s not my fault.”
Jacq rolled her eyes but didn’t say anything else. It was just on dusk, and after spending the whole day at the city show, we were all exhausted. I closed my eyes and laid my head back on my headrest, and promptly fell asleep.
The next thing I knew my head was tossed to the side smacking against the window with such force the glass smashed.
I tried to gain my bearings but everything was blurry and spinning out of control. I screamed when my eyes were finally able to focus and I saw Jacq’s body hanging limply at an odd angle, blood covered half her beautiful face. “Jacq,” I screamed, “Jacq, wake up!”
A groan sounded from the back seat, oh god, Finn. I tried to turn around to see him, but my arm was pinned, restricting my movement. “Finn, buddy, you okay?” I called to him.
“Tory,” he cried, “Mummy isn’t moving, why isn’t Mummy moving!” he panted then screamed, “Mummy!”
“She’s okay buddy, we’re going to be okay.” My voice shook with exertion. My chest constricted as the words passed my lips. It was the biggest lie I had ever told.
*****
Jacq had hit an oil slick on the road causing the car to spin out of control and collide with oncoming traffic. Her side of the car had taken the brunt of the impact, she died instantly.
Finn escaped with a few scratches from the broken glass, and a broken wrist.
My forearm had been pinned between my seat and the frame of the car. Fireman had to use The Jaws of Life to free me. My arm was so badly damaged you could see the bone sticking through the broken skin.
The emotional scars from that day would haunt us long after our bones mended and our scars healed.
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