A Protector's Second Chance (Unit Matched #2) Read Online Free Page A
Author: Mary Smith, Rebecca Cartee
smirk. I wasn’t sure why I did it. Maybe my girly curves would keep him from yelling at me again. However, I had enjoyed it when he he’d it before. It was strange seeing the calm, good looking Oliver angry. He still was sexy, but with a bad boy mix in it.
Oliver’s face turned into a stone, hard expression. “But I’m not the only one who’s seen you like that am I?”
I gasped. I took a full step back away from him. It felt as if he had punched me in the stomach. He’d never brought up Thaddeus and my escapade before. I thought he never would.
I felt the tears building up. I pushed past him and sprinted for the stairs. He yelled for me, but I didn’t listen. I slammed the bedroom door shut.
“Amaya,” Oliver called from the other side.
“Go away.” My voice cracked, and I knew the tears were going to fall at any moment.
Oliver didn’t come in, and I curled up in the reading nook, trying to calm myself. I knew what I had done was wrong, but I hadn’t expected him to throw it back in my face.
Who could blame him?
All of this had hurt him, too. He was as much a victim as Xaviera was.
I really was worthless.
Chapter 10
Day 16 of 90
I picked at the toast I had made. I didn’t feel like eating at all. I was alone, again. Oliver had gone back into Unit for meetings or something like that. Whatever the reason, he was gone for a few days, and I was all by myself.
I hadn’t spoken to Oliver since our workout session. I didn’t know why I was being so bitchy to him because he had been telling the truth. Thaddeus and I had made out. A lot. He was the first guy to see me without my shirt on, and without a bra. He was my first kiss, and my first love.
I picked up my journal.
Day 16
I still remember Thaddeus’ kiss, his touch, and how he made me feel. I felt pretty. I felt loved. I felt special. He made me think I could do anything with the way he cared for me, the way he touched me, the way he treasured me, and then it ended.
Thaddeus ended it because he was tired of breaking the Rules. He had promised his mother that he would stay in Unit and he couldn’t do that and still be with me.
I guess he had more of a conscience than I did. I didn’t want to stop, but what was I going to do? Girls and boys couldn’t be together in Unit without being Matched by our parents.
If I really wanted to hurt him, I could have told everyone right away. However, in my heart, I knew that he and I were going to be Matched. I hoped every night that he was my Matched.
I was wrong, yet again.
I closed my book and tossed it to the side. I looked out the window watching the large, fluffy white snowflakes fall from the sky.
I felt like one of them, like I was drifting around, unsure of what to do or where to go.
Would I always be this way?
Probably.
I thought about my possible banishment. Where would I go? How would I make money? Would I be able to finish college? Would I be able to live without my friends? How would I feel without my power or strength?
These were just a few of the questions that roamed around in my mind.
What would happen to Oliver?
Would they allow him to be Matched again?
Why did I care?
Chapter 11
Day 20 of 90
I was sitting on the couch watching Game of Thrones when I heard Oliver pull up. All I had done while he was gone was workout, read, watch TV, and write in my journal.
I had to admit that I had been a little lonely while he was gone, not that I would ever say that to him though.
“Hey, Amaya,” Oliver smiled at me, his arms loaded down with bags.
I didn’t say anything. I never said I was mature, but I was still mad at him for his comment.
“I see we’re still doing the silent treatment. Wow, I’ve missed it.” He was being sarcastic as he set everything on the table.
I was trying to focus on the TV, but my gaze kept drifting to Oliver and his tight white T-shirt. When he hung his jacket up, the shirt rose a little, and I saw the waistband of his
Oliver’s face turned into a stone, hard expression. “But I’m not the only one who’s seen you like that am I?”
I gasped. I took a full step back away from him. It felt as if he had punched me in the stomach. He’d never brought up Thaddeus and my escapade before. I thought he never would.
I felt the tears building up. I pushed past him and sprinted for the stairs. He yelled for me, but I didn’t listen. I slammed the bedroom door shut.
“Amaya,” Oliver called from the other side.
“Go away.” My voice cracked, and I knew the tears were going to fall at any moment.
Oliver didn’t come in, and I curled up in the reading nook, trying to calm myself. I knew what I had done was wrong, but I hadn’t expected him to throw it back in my face.
Who could blame him?
All of this had hurt him, too. He was as much a victim as Xaviera was.
I really was worthless.
Chapter 10
Day 16 of 90
I picked at the toast I had made. I didn’t feel like eating at all. I was alone, again. Oliver had gone back into Unit for meetings or something like that. Whatever the reason, he was gone for a few days, and I was all by myself.
I hadn’t spoken to Oliver since our workout session. I didn’t know why I was being so bitchy to him because he had been telling the truth. Thaddeus and I had made out. A lot. He was the first guy to see me without my shirt on, and without a bra. He was my first kiss, and my first love.
I picked up my journal.
Day 16
I still remember Thaddeus’ kiss, his touch, and how he made me feel. I felt pretty. I felt loved. I felt special. He made me think I could do anything with the way he cared for me, the way he touched me, the way he treasured me, and then it ended.
Thaddeus ended it because he was tired of breaking the Rules. He had promised his mother that he would stay in Unit and he couldn’t do that and still be with me.
I guess he had more of a conscience than I did. I didn’t want to stop, but what was I going to do? Girls and boys couldn’t be together in Unit without being Matched by our parents.
If I really wanted to hurt him, I could have told everyone right away. However, in my heart, I knew that he and I were going to be Matched. I hoped every night that he was my Matched.
I was wrong, yet again.
I closed my book and tossed it to the side. I looked out the window watching the large, fluffy white snowflakes fall from the sky.
I felt like one of them, like I was drifting around, unsure of what to do or where to go.
Would I always be this way?
Probably.
I thought about my possible banishment. Where would I go? How would I make money? Would I be able to finish college? Would I be able to live without my friends? How would I feel without my power or strength?
These were just a few of the questions that roamed around in my mind.
What would happen to Oliver?
Would they allow him to be Matched again?
Why did I care?
Chapter 11
Day 20 of 90
I was sitting on the couch watching Game of Thrones when I heard Oliver pull up. All I had done while he was gone was workout, read, watch TV, and write in my journal.
I had to admit that I had been a little lonely while he was gone, not that I would ever say that to him though.
“Hey, Amaya,” Oliver smiled at me, his arms loaded down with bags.
I didn’t say anything. I never said I was mature, but I was still mad at him for his comment.
“I see we’re still doing the silent treatment. Wow, I’ve missed it.” He was being sarcastic as he set everything on the table.
I was trying to focus on the TV, but my gaze kept drifting to Oliver and his tight white T-shirt. When he hung his jacket up, the shirt rose a little, and I saw the waistband of his
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