Healing my Heart: Book 2 - My Heart Series Read Online Free

“You are the one who has put our family into turmoil by lying, cheating, and god knows what else. Don ’t come here demanding dad talk to you. We have both managed just fine without you for four months Vicky,” I tell her emphasising her name. She looks hurt but in my eyes she isn’t my mum anymore, just a woman I can’t stand.
    “I ’m sorry Kade. I messed up, but your father and I need to talk. I love you and know you will never understand but I honestly didn’t want to hurt either of you,” she says as she starts to cry.
    “ Kade it’s okay son, just give us ten minutes. I need to get this over and done with.” Dad looks to me with a serious frown.
    “ Don’t waste your breath dad,” I tell him trying to convince him otherwise.
    “ Kade go finish your session and I’ll see you at home,” dad tells me now with an ordering tone.
    “Whatever, ” I yell then speed off down the beach. If he wants to listen to her apologies, and her selfish reasons then stuff him. Doesn’t he realise I’ve heard him crying in his sleep every night? That I’ve seen him gazing at her photo in his wallet endless times.
    I race around to the other side of the beach and sprint so fast my knees start to wobble. Shit. I collapse on the beach catching my breath.
    I stare up into the gorgeous blue sky.
    I think of her, my Angel Roxy.
    The wet sand reminds me of the day I taught her to surf and how sexy she looked riding my surfboard with her look of determination. Fucking hell I missed her so fucking much!
    It ’s been the longest, most drawn out few months of my life.
    Dad doesn ’t say much when he comes back and I give him his space. I’ve become mates with a guy in our building named Chase so I grab a beer and head to his apartment hoping he is there and will be up for a night full of drinks.
     
     
     

Chapter 4
    Leave Me Alone… I’m Lonely…
    I ’ve been so preoccupied with work lately and getting my smoking designs ready for a big presentation that I haven’t had a spare second to scratch myself.
    I ’m not sure if he’s feeling insecure or lonely but for some insane reason Dylan finds it necessary to message me twenty times per day.
    I miss you Roxy, can ’t wait to see you.
    I can ’t stop thinking about you.
    Okay yes he is sweet and attentive, but this is over kill!
    Is he trying to piss me off? What part of ‘I am flat out and I’ll call you later’ doesn’t he get?
    It also bothers me that he has this negative affect on me, I mean every girl loves attention and if you don ’t get it then you start to worry. But this is the opposite.
    I am in a lengthy meeting with our design team for most of the afternoon. We discuss some amazing new ideas and I show them what I ’ve been working on. Afterwards I head to make a cup of tea in the kitchen when I see someone at the reception desk, its Dylan.
    I make my way over to him, unsure of why he ’s here.
    “ What are you doing here?” I ask him surprised. I mean its three in the afternoon, I am at work and he should be too.
    “Well I’ve called you three times and sent messages and you didn’t respond Roxy. I’m just checking to make sure you are okay,” he replies sounding puzzled and slightly pissed.
    I smile at Rachael our receptionist and walk through the front door not wanting to look like the bitchy girlfriend I feel like at the moment.
    “ I’ve been in a meeting Dylan. Come I’ll walk you down to your car,” I tell him and link my arm through his planning to give him an ear full when it’s just the two of us.
    When we reach the bottom of the stairs he grabs my arm. “Roxy I was really worried, next time take your phone in with you on silent or let me know you are going to be in a meeting. I mean three fucking hours you didn’t reply, that is not acceptable,” Dylan insults me by trying to make me sound like I did the wrong thing.
    I push open the front door and head over to his Jeep. When we reach the car I turn and face him. “What