â CATCHING FOXâ
By Aimee McNeil
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"You remind me of a fox because you are quick, quiet, and...beautiful."
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A chance meeting between two young souls is all it took...
When Adalynne Fairweather was just a child, her entire life had already been planned. From Ivy League schools to a career in law, adventure was the one thing out of her reach. That was until a boy with bright green eyes and a monster truck t-shirt wandered into her back yard, giving the adventure she longed for.
Refuge can be found in the most unlikely placesâ¦
Damon Knightâs abusive home life left him longing for a childhood he never hadâuntil he wandered into Adalynneâs yard. She took his hand, smiled at him, and even gave him a nickname. Fox. The woods became their escapeâa place to flee from reality. He discovered music through Adalynneâs piano, and not long after that, she gave him a guitar. Little did he know that gift would change his life forever.
Years later, their age is not the only thing thatâs changed...
Adalynneâs love for Fox took on a life of its own. As they begin to build their lives, her heart aches for him in ways she canât understand. As they slowly begin to drift apart, Adalynne becomes more desperate to cling to their secret romance.
But Fox is no longer the bright-eyed child from the woods. Her shy, beautiful Fox has grown into a dark, troubled man with a guitar. And when her last attempt to salvage their relationship breaks Adalynneâs heart, catching Fox a second time seems just out of her reach.
When the set finished the band exited the stage. Adalynne watched Fox leave and she realized how much she missed him. An unbearable ache formed in her chest. People began shuffling around the room and music blasted on the speakers surrounding them. A heavy beat thrummed through the entire club, keeping the good mood alive and thriving in the many bodies that lined the floor.
âIâm going to check my messages.â Adalynne held up her phone. âI canât hear anything here.â She didnât wait for anyone to respond. Leaving her seat, she headed toward the back of the bar toward the restrooms.
âIâm coming with you.â Katie jumped up and followed on Adalynneâs heels through the crowded floor of people. When they were away from the guys, Katie pulled up beside her. âWhat was going on with you and Brolan Pierce? Do you know him? Please tell me you know him. You were practically eye doing each other.â Katie looked up at Adalynneâs face. âOh my God! You know the lead singer of Outcome? Why didnât you tell me you knew him? Is he the one youâre so hung up on?â Katieâs eyes could not get any wider as she stared at her. Her nails were digging into Adalynneâs arm.
âKatie, please be quiet.â Adalynne noticed the girls waiting in the bathroom line turning to observe their conversation. âYes, I know him and I didnât tell you because thatâs not his real name. I didnât know it until he walked onstage. It was a long time ago. Anyway, Iâm not that hung up.â
âOh please. You barely look at all the hot guys that practically drool on you. Look at Matthew over there. Heâs not used to having to work to gain a girlâs attention. Heâs used to girls handing him a free pass to their vaginas. Besides, I have never seen two people look at each other like that. I thought he was going to jump off the stage. It was beyond attraction.â Katie looked like she was going to swoon as she leaned against the wall.
âDo me a favor and forget about it.â Adalynne tried to dismiss their conversation. She listened to the message her mother left telling her everything was still fine.
âWhy should I forget? You obviously canât.â Katie folded her arms across her chest. She stomped her foot defiantly. âYou cannot let this opportunity slip by. I seriously want to strangle you! You should be asking to speak with him. He owes you that much after he eye-fucked the hell out of you onstage!â
âOh my god, Katie! It wasnât like that. He was probably just surprised to see me.â Adalynne shrugged her shoulders and tried to seem casual. âHe never wanted me like that and he doesnât now.â
âAre you Adalynne?â A tall man dressed completely in black came to a stop in front of her. He looked like he walked out of the gym after spending most of his life there. A black shirt stretched over his massive chest, his hair was cropped short, and his severe eyes glared at her with a very serious expression. He had the science of intimidation down perfectly and Adalynne just nodded at his question, backing up against the wall.
âWill you follow me?â he continued, taking a step back, expecting her to comply but halted when she did not move.
âWhy?â she asked when he looked back at her.
âYou are requested by Mr. Pierce,â he stated simply, his patience wearing thin.
âIâll cover for you!â Katie pushed Adalynne toward the large security guard. Adalynne looked back over her shoulder at Katie, who continued to wave her on encouragingly. The eyes of all the other girls who witnessed the scene stared after her as well.
Adalynne tried to calm her breathing as she followed the man through a dark, narrow hallway until he came to a door and knocked. The door opened narrowly but Adalynne couldnât see in the room at her angle.
âAdalynne,â he said to the person who opened the door. The door closed and a moment later it swung open wide and Adalynne watched the band members leave the room. They nodded approvingly at her. The one she recognized from the drums spoke to her as he passed. âHello there, beautiful.â Adalynne tried to manage a smile in return but she was overwhelmed with nerves. He smiled widely at her before continuing down the hall with the others.
Adalynne didnât move. Her feet felt planted in place until the security guard gave her a gentle nudge of encouragement. She walked in slowly and he closed the door behind her, narrowly missing her. Adalynne took in the room. The sofas were covered in discarded clothing. The walls were covered with posters and framed photographs.
Fox walked out of a connecting room with a beer in his hand. His hair was messy like he had just run his fingers through it. He leaned against the door frame and stared at her from across the room. The emotions that overcame her were crippling. She had been living so long without her heart and now it was right in front of her and yet so far. She couldnât think of anything more striking than his muscled lean frame. The way his jeans hung so low and how his shirt hugged his body that held a promise of so much pleasure. He was a drug to her and she was addicted to him in every sense of the word.
âYou are so beautiful.â His voice was raw from singing. He walked over to the sofa and sat down, not taking his eyes off her. âI canât get you out of my fucking head.â Fox ran his hand down over his face.
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