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  Sass

  A Stand-Alone Contemporary Romance

  Laramie Briscoe

  Copyright © 2016 Laramie Briscoe

  Kindle Edition

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  This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to any person, living or dead, or any events or occurrences, is purely coincidental. The characters and story lines are created from the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any trademarks, service marks, product names, or named features are assumed to be the property of their respective owners, and are used only for reference. There is no implied endorsement if any of these terms are used. The author recognizes and acknowledges the copyright of One Direction. Except for review purposes, the reproduction of this book in whole or part, electronically or mechanically, constitutes a copyright violation.

  Edited by: Lindsay Gray Hopper

  Cover Art by: Kari Ayasha, Cover to Cover Designs

  Proofread by: Dawn Bourgeois

  Beta Read by: Keyla Handley, Danielle Wentworth, and Carian Cole

  Formatting: Paul Salvette, BB eBooks

  Also by Laramie Briscoe

  The Heaven Hill Series

  Meant To Be

  Out of Darkness

  Losing Control

  Worth The Battle

  Dirty Little Secret

  Second Chance Love

  Rough Patch

  Beginning of Forever

  The Rockin’ Country Series

  Only The Beginning

  One Day at A Time

  The Price of Love

  Full Circle

  Hard To Love

  The Red Bird Trail Trilogy

  Flagger

  Collision

  In Tune

  Stand Alone

  Sketch

  Coming Soon

  Heaven Hill #9 (Mandy’s Story)

  A Heaven Hill Christmas

  Dedication

  Thank you to my amazing friend, Carian Cole, for being the person who gives me the hard love when I need it, and always believing in me when I don’t believe in myself.

  And to my grandfather, who I miss every day. I never expected that while writing this book, I would lose you, but I’m thankful for the 34 years I had you! <3

  Table of Contents

  Title Page

  Copyright Page

  Also by Laramie Briscoe

  Dedication

  About the Book

  Prologue

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Chapter Nine

  Chapter Ten

  Chapter Eleven

  Chapter Twelve

  Chapter Thirteen

  Chapter Fourteen

  Chapter Fifteen

  Chapter Sixteen

  Chapter Seventeen

  Chapter Eighteen

  Chapter Nineteen

  Chapter Twenty

  Chapter Twenty-One

  Chapter Twenty-Two

  Chapter Twenty-Three

  Chapter Twenty-Four

  Chapter Twenty-Five

  Chapter Twenty-Six

  Chapter Twenty-Seven

  Chapter Twenty-Eight

  Chapter Twenty-Nine

  Chapter Thirty

  Chapter Thirty-One

  Chapter Thirty-Two

  Excerpt from Sketch

  Excerpt from Renegade

  Note from Laramie

  About Laramie

  Connect with Laramie

  Blurb

  I, Cassandra Straight, have loved Reed Shamrock to distraction since I was a teenager. I even watched him fall in love with someone else and almost get married.

  A year ago, when he walked into his house and found his fiancée’s face in his best friend’s crotch, his life changed forever and it hasn’t been the same since.

  On his first night out since the horrible incident, we run into the ex-skank. Seeing the devastation in his eyes, I made a promise that I would help him get over her. I told him that a pretend relationship between us would work. It would help him move on.

  I didn’t count on my heart or his getting in the way. And I sure as hell didn’t count on not being able to tell when pretend turned to reality. When it all implodes, the only thing left is the truth.

  Sometimes though, the truth? It hides and we have to dig deep to find it. To make it come to the surface, we have to give it a little talking to. We have to give it a little Sass.

  PROLOGUE

  Reed

  My wipers beat a rhythm against my windshield, clearing it of the rain that’s coming down on this humid summer day. In the distance, lightening streaks across the sky, and thunder rumbles so loudly it reverberates in my chest. Turning on my headlights so that I can see against the greyness of the horizon, I run a hand through my wet hair. It’s unusual for me to be done this early in the day, I want to call my fiancée and give her a heads up so she won’t worry. I grab my phone and hit the speed dial then frown when her cell goes to voicemail, all the while keeping my eyes as focused on the road as I can.

  “Lace, just lettin’ you know we’ve closed up shop for the day. The construction site is completely flooded. I’m on my way home, babe. Love you.”

  Owning my own construction business, RS Construction, has meant a lot of late nights and a lot of long days. Even after getting it off the ground, there’s a lot to tend to. The other day she made a joke that when we retire to the beaches of Gulf Shores, it’ll be worth all the lonely nights she waited up for me to come home. But this afternoon, it can be like it used to be, before my company became one of the most requested in the state of Alabama.

  I park in the gravel driveway—not yet blacktopped. I’m working on it, but building the house before the wedding was my main focus. It was the most important construction project I’d ever done in my life. Building my home with my own two hands for the woman I love. Best. Feeling. Ever. I notice one of my best friends, Taylor, has parked down by the barn. There’s a trio of us—Justin, Taylor and myself, best friends since high school. It’s not out of the ordinary for any of us to be on the property at any given time. I have huge barns and storage buildings, and both of them borrow my stuff half the time. Today though, I find it odd with the weather we’re having. Usually these conditions mean his body-shop is working overtime. I saw three wrecks in town before I hit the city limits. The hair on the back of my neck prickles, but I shake away the thought.

  Turning the truck off, I put my hat on my head before sprinting across the muddy ruts in the yard—haven’t been able to lay any sod yet either. Thumping up the back porch, I enter through the mudroom and unlace my boots to take them off so I don’t track mud through the house. The floors are a nice mixture of carpet and hardwood, but the carpet is an off-white and wasn’t cheap.

  The kitchen smells amazing; my mouth waters and my stomach growls as the aroma of the BBQ Lacey makes for her catering business hits my senses. I realize how damn hungry I am, but I don’t want to eat without her. We eat separately way too much. Plus, I’m not sure if this is BBQ meant for my consumption; I vaguely remember her saying something in passing about catering a wedding.

  I don’t hear her or Taylor as I walk through the house. There is no movement in the downstairs portion, so I assume she’s upstairs. Maybe Taylor left his truck here before he had to take the wre
cker out. It wouldn’t be the first time he used my property to store his truck when he was out on a call. Taking the steps two at a time, I broach the landing and listen. Hopefully she’s taking a nap, because I would love to join her. My dick jumps to attention at the thought. It’s been a while, with both of us being busy.

  “Lacey?” I open the door to our bedroom, but she’s not there. The bathroom door is open, and I don’t see her inside that room either.

  A noise from one of the spare bedrooms catches my attention. We haven’t done much in the room, so I’m surprised to hear noises coming from there. I slowly walk toward the door, not sure what’s going on. Just as slowly, I turn the knob and enter cautiously.

  My life as I know it explodes in a moment. My fiancée, the future mother of my children, is on her knees sucking the cock of one of my best friends. I want to puke, my stomach drops, and a rage that I’ve never felt before envelopes me. Pain, hurt, anger, disbelief; it’s all there. How can two people who professed to love me so much, do this to me? Especially Taylor, who I’ve known since we were kids.

  We’ve always been a trio. Justin, myself, and Taylor. Raising hell on the streets of Spartan County together. Smoking cigarettes and drinking beer, celebrating that we were All-State on the football team, giving each other advice on how to get girls into the backseat of Justin’s truck we all shared. Crying at Justin’s dad’s funeral when we realized that not all of us are bulletproof and time isn’t forever. Sitting on the back of that same truck, drinking our first beers at eighteen-years-old because death came knocking on our doorsteps one night. All those memories, all those happy times, all the bad ones too. They are gone in an instant. Our trio just turned into a duo. I’ll never be able to forgive Taylor or Lacey for what I’m seeing right now.

  A sound I don’t recognize comes from my throat, and I yank her up off the floor before I land my fist in his fucking jaw, the other one at his nose. The crack sounds loudly in the room, and it feels good when the blood pours over my knuckles. He’s bent over, cock hanging out, trying to staunch the flow. Looking behind me, I see she’s against the wall, her tits moving up and down as she gasps for breath.

  “Reed.” Her voice sounds as breathless as her gasping.

  I hold up my finger, fighting against the need to shove her into the wall and make her feel the pain I do. “Not one fucking word from either of you. Take your shit and get out of my house. If I come back and either one of you are still here, I’m cutting off his dick and shoving it up his ass, and I’ll be shoving mine down your throat.”

  Those same stairs I took up two at a time, I take down two at a time, and I burst through the back door, trying to inhale air in my lungs. I don’t know when I grabbed my keys, but I have on no shoes. Fuck it. I take the keys and splash my way over to my truck before starting it again. There’s only one place I want to be, and that’s with friends who give a shit about me. I look back at my house through the rearview and catch another glimpse of Taylor’s truck.

  In that moment the life I thought I had is over, and I know it will never be the same again.

  Sass

  I jump as another jolt of lightening hits not too far from our office building. Again I curse my brother, Justin for not packing up and coming in before this storm hit. Over an hour ago I called him to let him know the storms were about to bear down on Spartan County, but he kept insisting they could get the job done.

  Sometimes I think he forgets he’s not the kid who had to make sure Mom and I had food on the table. Straight Edge is one of the premiere mowing and landscaping businesses in the tri-county area, not to mention the go-to here in our own county. He doesn’t have to beg for jobs anymore, and nobody wants his fool-ass to get electrocuted cutting Mrs. Scotch’s grass for God’s sake.

  “Justin, I’m gonna kill you,” I mumble as I take another look at the radar on my computer screen. “If this storm doesn’t first.”

  Headlights shine through the front windows of the office, but it’s only one set, and I know that’s not Justin. He had two dualies and a box truck when he left. Getting up from the desk, I quickly go to the door and hold it open, noticing immediately the truck is Reed’s. He throws his body out of the driver’s seat and slams the door, fighting against the wind whipping around the corner of our building.

  “C’mon,” I yell, even though my voice is swallowed up by the elements.

  He comes running through the door, shaking the water from his hair. In the bathroom we have towels, and I know Justin keeps a couple changes of clothes—needing a change of clothes goes along with the business. Grabbing a towel, I throw it to Reed and lay the clothes on the desk. It’s then I notice his feet, covered by socks. Normally, he’s either wearing shoes or barefoot. As odd as it sounds, socks make me blush, because to me, they’re intimate.

  “Reed?” I’m cautious when I catch a glimpse of the look on his face. I’ve never seen the mask of devastation he’s wearing; he has the look of a wild animal. It’s almost as if he doesn’t realize I’m talking to him. Beneath the devastation, there’s a blank stare I’ve never seen before. I approach him cautiously, putting my hand on his arm, talking to him softly. “Where are your shoes?”

  He doesn’t answer, and I wave my hand in front of his face. The lack of emotion and verbalization from him is starting to scare me. “Reed?” I question again.

  He snaps his head up and looks me in my eyes. He’s aged five years since I saw him yesterday. Pain is etched in the lines on his face, and the utter despair I can see makes me gasp. “What’s going on? Is it Lacey?” It’s the only logical explanation of what’s causing this kind of reaction in him.

  As much as I’ve always wanted to be the one to elicit this reaction, it’s always been her. She’s always been his kryptonite—ever since they got together, he’s always done what she asked of him.

  He’s quiet for the longest time, and when he speaks, it’s like the words are being ripped from his throat. He’s clenching and unclenching his fists, holding them against his sides. “I walked into my house, and Taylor had his dick shoved down her throat.”

  I gasp, because I can’t believe what I’m hearing. No matter how I’ve felt for Reed, no matter how much I’ve wondered over the years what it would be like to be with him, I never would have wished this on him. “Oh my God, Reed.” I put my arms around him and hug him to me, hearing the pounding of his heart, feeling the anger radiate off of him. His arms don’t go around me, and I realize he’s fighting a battle within himself. He’s trying to hold it together, but he shakes with the effort of it. He extricates himself form my arms, not ready for the comfort.

  “Sass, I’m not sure it’s a scene I’ll ever forget. My best friend,” he starts, the words cutting out as his voice grows hoarse. He stalks over to the wall and leans against it, letting the drywall take his weight, like he’s too tired to hold himself up.

  I shake my head, pushing my hair back so I can look him in the eye. “You don’t have to explain to me.” I want to save him this pain if I can; I wouldn’t wish this on anyone.

  He’s pale and shaky, his breath coming in gasps. “No, I need to get this out. Why would Taylor do this to me? Why would Lacey do this to me? She was on her knees, on the floor with his hands in her hair, while he was fucking her face.” He lets out a chuckle. “She never even let me go there with her.”

  It’s then I notice his knuckles are cracked and there’s caked blood on them. As he continues to clench and unclench his hands, new blood pushes past the cuts. “Did you hit her?” I ask, my eyebrows narrowing.

  “What? Fuck no, I hit him.”

  I can’t help the grin that covers my face. “Did you get a good shot in?” I walk over and pick up his hand, starting to clean off the blood with the towel he hasn’t used yet.

  “Think I broke the fucker’s nose. Serves him right too.” He licks his lips, pulling his lower one between his teeth. “I can’t believe it…” He trails off. “I gave her everything she ever wanted; anything she aske
d for, she fucking got it. She was my life—I even footed the money to upstart that damn catering business. To be fucked over like this.” He pulls away from me, pacing around the room. “Damn, this hurts.”

  I’m at a loss for words. I thought the two of them were happy. I thought they had a great relationship. Fuck, they were getting married. It was going to kill me, seeing him commit himself to another woman, but I was resigned to it. Just like I was resigned to living the rest of my life as a crazy cat lady.

  “Reed, honey, I’m so sorry.” I wrap my arms around him again. This time he lets me; he sinks against me and lets me hold him.

  We’ve hugged throughout the years, and it’s always been platonic, because I would never mess with a relationship he already had. This time though, he clings to me, his strong arms wrapping around me and his head burying in my shoulder. I think for a sliver of a second I can feel his body shake, but then he pulls it together.

  The door slams behind us, and we both jump as we see Justin. He’s looking back and forth between us, barely leashed confusion on his face. “What the fuck is going on here?”

  I can’t help it, the giggles start, because my brother looks like a drowned rat. In between deep breathes and laughs, I get the words out, and Reed starts to laugh too. Between the two of us, we probably look like we’ve lost our minds, and Justin’s stance says he’s losing his patience. I pick up the slack for Reed.

  “Your terrible trio with Taylor just went to a troubling duo.”

  Justin’s brows pull together in confusion, and Reed clears his throat. “Instead of marrying me, I think Lacey’s gonna be marrying him.”

  Realization hits Justin, and I immediately see anger back on his face. “That son of a bitch.”

  And like that, the Straight siblings have pulled in ranks with one of their most beloved friends. Justin and I glance at each other, and I know both of us will do anything to keep him from hurting again.

 

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