Indestructible: Reinforced

Prologue

Prologue

     September 2012

     Present Day

     My heart was beating insanely within my chest and I felt like I couldn’t breathe. What the hell just happened? Was this real life?

     I was aware of my gaping mouth, was aware that it clashed with the setting around me, which was a very nice restaurant in Paris. And it also clashed with what I was wearing tonight, which was a very nice black dress with tiny white flowers on it. It hit me just above the knee and I’d paired it with black sling-backs. I looked chic, but I wasn’t acting the part.

     Josh, my boyfriend of three years, sat across the table from me in a black blazer, a white dress-shirt, and black slacks, looking at me expectantly through beautiful blue eyes.

     Problem was, I didn’t know what to say. Had no idea, actually. He did that to me sometimes, although I’d gotten over that phase of not being able to think straight around him. But here I was, speechless like I’d been the day I’d met him.

     Josh cleared his throat and squirmed in his seat, he looked very uncomfortable and self-conscious. “Well?”

     Oh God, he was expecting an answer now? I felt my cheeks go redder, which was something I’d thought to be impossible, since they already had to be tomato-red or something.

     What was I supposed to say? What was I supposed to do? My mind was blank, I couldn’t think at all. Shit!

     All I was able to do was just look at him. Look at the only guy who had ever made me feel special. The only person who really knew me.

     And like what happens in movies, everything came rushing back to me…