Chased by a Stranger (Craved Series #3)

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for a few days, right? So that's something."
     
    "It's
something alright," I said. "Now I just need something to take my
mind of Jack."
     
    "Exactly,"
she said. "Like a movie."
     
    I tilted my
head at her. If she thought a movie was going to do it, she really didn’t have
a clue how I was feeling.
     
     
     
     

Chapter
13: Jack
     
     
    Jin didn't ask
any questions after I got on his bike which was fine by me. I was happy to join
him in silent preparation for our boxing session.
     
    When we
arrived, I borrowed some of Jin's equipment, including shorts that were a
little too small and high-waisted for my taste, and got into it as best I
could. 
     
    I knew jabbing
and jogging around with a bunch of guys couldn’t fix my problems, but breaking
a good sweat certainly burned up the nervous energy that had been pooling in me
since I first saw my Dad sticking out of that mango cart. 
     
    Plus, nothing
takes your mind off affairs of the heart like an angry looking guy with zero
percent body fat trying to punch you on the chin.
     
    After an hour
and a half of trying not to disgrace myself, I grabbed a cool shower, got
changed, and went outside to wait for Jin while he said his goodbyes to the
other guys.
     
    "Thanks
for letting me tag along," I said when he came through the doors. "I
needed that more than I realized."
     
    He nodded and
pulled his keys from his back pocket. "You've improved a lot."
     
    I shrugged.
"Does that mean I didn't embarrass you?"
     
    "Only by
the way you looked in my shorts."
     
    I smiled.
"You hungry?"
     
    "Yeah,"
he said. "Starving."
     
    "Let’s
get something. My treat," I said, waiting for him to get on the bike
first.
     
    We went to a
small, outdoor restaurant whose seating area was in a gravely parking lot
shaded by a cheap blue tarp. Everything was metal- the chairs, the tables, the
cups- but the smells coming out of the kitchen gave me a good feeling about the
place.
    And from the
way Jin greeted the owner, I got the sense that it was his go to spot after a
training session, and I figured the less I interfered with his routine, the
better. 
     
    "So what
happened?" he asked, taking a seat across from me. 
     
    "With
Audrey or my Dad?"
     
    "Both,"
he said. "Or whichever you want to talk about."
     
    "Well,
there's nothing to say about my Dad except for the fact that he's getting
worse, and I need to have a serious conversation with him."
     
    "Nothing
new then."
     
    "I know,
but he crossed a line taking my bike. He could've really hurt himself or
someone else this time. I don't give a shit if he wants to stumble around town
pissed out of his brains, but getting behind the wheel like that is
unforgivabl-"
     
    "He was
drunk?"
     
    I shrugged.
"Drinking- drunk. I don't know if there's really a difference
anymore."
     
    He nodded. 
     
    "And
unfortunately, there's not much to say about Audrey either because she left
without saying goodbye."
     
    His eyebrows
came together, meeting in the middle of his boyish face. "She did?"
     
    "It's my
fault though. I was supposed to meet her last night, but I couldn’t because of
my Dad’s crash. And when I went to see her this morning to explain, she was
already gone."
     
    "Shit."
     
    "I
know." I shook my head. "I just hope she didn’t think it was personal,
ya know?"
     
    "You
really liked her."
     
    I nodded. "Yeah,
I did." And I wasn't quite sure I was prepared to relegate liking her to the
past tense either.
     
    "So she didn't
give you her number or anything? An email address?"
     
    "No."
I shrugged. "I thought I had plenty of time to get that stuff, and then
all of a sudden I was too late."
     
    "Facebook?" 
     
    "I don't
know her last name."
     
    "What?!"
he asked. "How do you not know her last name? How did you make sure you
aren't cousins?"
     
    I laughed.
"We're not cousins, Jin. Still, I feel like an idiot. You should've seen the
look on the guy's face at The Dolphin when I asked him to call her room and
didn't know her last

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