Becoming Carter (The Carter Series) (Volume 2)

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Authors: W. S. Greer
needed to know the answer. I needed to know what to expect from here on out.
    “My dad’s been doing what he’s been doing for a long time—since he was in his late teens. He’s done a lot of things that I’m not proud of. Things that I’m ashamed of, and even though I love you more than anything in this world, there’s things about my dad that I can’t tell you. But, it’s not because I don’t love you or because I don’t want to share everything with you, because I do. But the less you know about him, the safer you’ll be. You just have to trust me on that, okay?”
    I pretty much took that as a yes , and it scared the hell out of me. “This isn’t good, Kelvin. I’m not sure I can handle all of this.”
    Kelvin wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me closer to him. “Hey, I know you’re scared. I know it’s fucked up and it’s a lot of craziness in a short period of time. But think about how great everything has been since we got together. This shit just came out of nowhere. We didn’t expect it, and certainly didn’t plan for it. But, I assure you, I’ll take care of you. No matter what happens, I’ll take care of you. I promise you, Lilliana. I got you.”
    I couldn’t help but smile at how comforting his words were. “I know you do, Baby. But what about you? Aren’t you scared?”
    Kelvin smiled at me with an assured confidence. “All I’m focusing on is keeping you safe. I don’t have time for scared.”
    Just then, Kelvin leaned over and kissed me. The second our skin touched, my worries were neutralized by my love and desire for him. It was true that we were in a mess, but no mess would ever dissolve our love.
    I felt the heat rising within me as our bodies touched. Kelvin had a way of kissing me that seemed to instantly turn me on and make me forget about everything going on around me. But, just as my hand was lifting up his jersey, my phone rang.
    I let out an exasperated sigh as we stopped kissing so I could lean over and look at the caller ID. It was Lexy.
    “Shit, it’s Lexy,” I mumbled, accompanied by a frown. Kelvin smiled at me and then scooted back onto the bed and laid down with his hands behind his head, basically telling me he’d be waiting for me to get off the phone. I smiled back as I answered my cell.
    “Hey, Lex. What’s up?”
    “Did you hear about what happened at Red Lobster last night?” Lexy yelled in my ear. Apparently the news about the explosion was beginning to travel.
    “Yeah, I definitely heard about it,” I replied, hoping she couldn’t hear the sarcasm in my voice.
    “That was, like, right after me and Mike left. Were you guys still there when it happened?”
    I thought for a second about what I should say in response. I hadn’t told Lexy that Kelvin was in the mob, and certainly didn’t plan on it, so I didn’t know exactly how much information I should give her about last night.
    “Umm, no. We’d just left, too. So, it must’ve been right after we left,” I said. I didn’t like lying to my best friend, but what was going on with Kelvin and I was only our business. Not to mention the feeling I had that the more Lexy didn’t know about this, the better off she’d be in the long run. I wasn’t exactly sure what that meant.
    “That would’ve been crazy if you guys would’ve seen that,” Lexy chirped. “The news said that some guy died in the explosion, and that the cops think there may have been foul play. But they’re withholding any other information about the investigation. That’s fucking crazy, right? I mean, we’d just been there.”
    I immediately thought about Tony. From what I knew about him, he was only a twenty year old black kid who’d just started working at the Royal Flush for Senior only a couple of weeks ago. The memory of his hairless face jumped to the front of my mind, and brought a whole truckload of emotion with it.
    “It’s really sad,” I said, my voice full of obvious sorrow.
    “Yeah, it is,”

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