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appointment, but hearing the medical receptionist’s voice made it all seem much more real.
Last week I’d had to have a test for the BRCA genetic mutation, because my mother and aunt had both suffered from breast cancer. I’d lost my Mom two years ago to that horrendous disease, and my aunt was still fighting it along with uterine cancer. Her doctors had looked back into our genetic history and found that breast and ovarian cancers were quite common in our family, so they’d tested her for the BRCA gene mutation and come up positive. It was also likely that my Mom had had it, but she hadn’t been tested while she was alive.
BRCA mutations were highly hereditary, and women who had them ran a substantial risk of developing breast or ovarian cancers at some point in their lives. If I had inherited the gene, then I had an extremely high risk of developing those cancers too, even at a young age, and it would leave me with a tough decision to make—I’d have to seriously consider getting a double mastectomy or an oophorectomy to prevent future problems.
Maybe both.
Everything else that had happened tonight faded into the background as my health became my priority, and I slid down onto the floor, just sitting and staring aimlessly at the tiles.
What the hell was happening to my life?
Chapter 5
Kaiden
Fuck!
I’d never been so goddamned pissed at myself before. What the hell was the matter with me? Just as I’d been having a good moment with Riley, I’d had to go and fuck it up by doing the same old shit that I always did with other girls. She wasn’t like most other girls, and yet I’d treated her like she was, because I was just so used to being an asshole these days.
But that was no excuse for my behavior.
In the restaurant, I’d lost my nerve when I’d finally admitted that I remembered her. I’d been on the verge of reopening old wounds to let her back into my life, but I couldn’t handle feeling so vulnerable, so I’d switched it around and become the sleazy douchebag that I was best at being. And then, even after all of my shitty behavior and stupid jokes, she’d given me the chance to kiss her outside, and once again I’d changed my tune at the last minute and acted like it was all a big fucking joke to me.
What the hell was it about Riley Solis that made me second-guess myself and act like a fool? What made her so damn different to other women?
Deep down, I already knew the answer to that question—she was too good for me. Way too fucking good, and she always had been. That was why.
“Fucking hell,” I muttered to myself, deciding to head to the nearest bar to get a drink. I knew I was going to be breaking my rule of only drinking after a fight, but in that moment I didn’t really care. I needed to cool down and clear my head, and I needed to calm my racing heart and slow the adrenaline that was coursing through my veins.
Just as I stepped away from the alleyway, the shrill ringtone of my cell phone sounded in my pocket. I instantly thought that Riley was calling me, but of course it wasn’t her. Why the hell would she phone me after what just happened?
To make my night even worse, the name lighting up my screen was the one I wanted to see least in the whole world.
Serra Silver.
I knew that I should ignore it like I had every other time she called. I could practically hear Riley screaming at me to cut her off, saying that speaking to her would be a PR nightmare, but all of the emotions that were swirling around inside me made me act irrationally. I needed someone to take my annoyance out on, and since she’d picked that moment to call me, it looked like it was going to be Serra.
“What?” I snapped, pressing the phone up against my ear.
“Well, hello there, big boy,” she said, already trying to wind me up. Why the hell was this girl incapable of having a normal conversation? “How are you doing?”
“Not very well, thanks to you,” I replied, growing increasingly angry at
Last week I’d had to have a test for the BRCA genetic mutation, because my mother and aunt had both suffered from breast cancer. I’d lost my Mom two years ago to that horrendous disease, and my aunt was still fighting it along with uterine cancer. Her doctors had looked back into our genetic history and found that breast and ovarian cancers were quite common in our family, so they’d tested her for the BRCA gene mutation and come up positive. It was also likely that my Mom had had it, but she hadn’t been tested while she was alive.
BRCA mutations were highly hereditary, and women who had them ran a substantial risk of developing breast or ovarian cancers at some point in their lives. If I had inherited the gene, then I had an extremely high risk of developing those cancers too, even at a young age, and it would leave me with a tough decision to make—I’d have to seriously consider getting a double mastectomy or an oophorectomy to prevent future problems.
Maybe both.
Everything else that had happened tonight faded into the background as my health became my priority, and I slid down onto the floor, just sitting and staring aimlessly at the tiles.
What the hell was happening to my life?
Chapter 5
Kaiden
Fuck!
I’d never been so goddamned pissed at myself before. What the hell was the matter with me? Just as I’d been having a good moment with Riley, I’d had to go and fuck it up by doing the same old shit that I always did with other girls. She wasn’t like most other girls, and yet I’d treated her like she was, because I was just so used to being an asshole these days.
But that was no excuse for my behavior.
In the restaurant, I’d lost my nerve when I’d finally admitted that I remembered her. I’d been on the verge of reopening old wounds to let her back into my life, but I couldn’t handle feeling so vulnerable, so I’d switched it around and become the sleazy douchebag that I was best at being. And then, even after all of my shitty behavior and stupid jokes, she’d given me the chance to kiss her outside, and once again I’d changed my tune at the last minute and acted like it was all a big fucking joke to me.
What the hell was it about Riley Solis that made me second-guess myself and act like a fool? What made her so damn different to other women?
Deep down, I already knew the answer to that question—she was too good for me. Way too fucking good, and she always had been. That was why.
“Fucking hell,” I muttered to myself, deciding to head to the nearest bar to get a drink. I knew I was going to be breaking my rule of only drinking after a fight, but in that moment I didn’t really care. I needed to cool down and clear my head, and I needed to calm my racing heart and slow the adrenaline that was coursing through my veins.
Just as I stepped away from the alleyway, the shrill ringtone of my cell phone sounded in my pocket. I instantly thought that Riley was calling me, but of course it wasn’t her. Why the hell would she phone me after what just happened?
To make my night even worse, the name lighting up my screen was the one I wanted to see least in the whole world.
Serra Silver.
I knew that I should ignore it like I had every other time she called. I could practically hear Riley screaming at me to cut her off, saying that speaking to her would be a PR nightmare, but all of the emotions that were swirling around inside me made me act irrationally. I needed someone to take my annoyance out on, and since she’d picked that moment to call me, it looked like it was going to be Serra.
“What?” I snapped, pressing the phone up against my ear.
“Well, hello there, big boy,” she said, already trying to wind me up. Why the hell was this girl incapable of having a normal conversation? “How are you doing?”
“Not very well, thanks to you,” I replied, growing increasingly angry at
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