No Regrets (No Regrets #1)

by Heather Allen

  I’m confused. A frown forms as I’m about to respond but instead my gaze lands on Meyer’s, unwavering. This seems to propel him. “You were the one they picked. You could have been on top where Harris is but you were gone so they found him to replace you. I thought you’d be done. You wouldn’t want it anymore. So I left and decided I’d close the book on that part of my life. It’s shitty, but it helped me sleep at night. I came here to get away but they found me. They knew when you came out and started up again that they’d have a problem. You became the problem. They couldn’t lose money on you. So I had to do it.”

  Meyer points to his head like a crazy person as he gets up and starts pacing across the room. “I think they knew, they knew it wasn’t the last of you. They had to know, otherwise why did Harris get involved with Trinity?”

  This seems to pull me out of the daze. My words rush out. “Trinity and Parker, that was planned? My fucking sister is with him now. Is he involved with this Luciano creep? So help me, Meyer, if anything happens to my sister…” I growl, “Meyer, is Trinity in danger right now?”

  Meyer runs his hand through his hair. He stutters, “I-I think they always know. They had to have some kind of leverage. Then they sent Mollie with me. I fucking hated doing that to you again, especially after I saw that you hadn’t turned into a prick and you fell for her. Dude, I’m so sorry.”

  Slowly I push up from the table, setting the now warm ice pack onto the table and cross the space. My body leans in, almost close enough to feel Meyer’s ragged breath. “Mollie was part of the plan? She wasn’t in it for me?”

  Meyer steps back, fear in his eyes. “Greylan, Mollie is the daughter of Vincent Luciano.”

  This causes me to stagger backward. I look across the room at my once best friend, realizing that nothing is what it seems. In that moment my heart breaks and hardens in mere seconds. I walk back up to Meyer, spitting in his face before turning away and walking out the door. The last thing I hear before climbing into the truck is the slamming of the screen door, which breaks my heart further, releasing the love of my life and my best friend all at once. And regret grabs me in its clutches.

  Acknowledgements

  I am so thankful for my family, you are everything to me! As Greylan would say I have no regrets in this life that we share! Thank you to my boys and my girl for your patience and allowing me to write this story. Thank you to my husband for believing in me and encouraging my pursuit of a dream. I love you all!

  Much more gratitude than I can utter to all of my readers. I wouldn’t be doing this if you didn’t love to read. My bestie... Rochelle Gilman, for all of your support and positive criticism, where would I be without you? Heather Gunter, for talking me down from the ledge time and time again! We are Karma, I tell you! Julie Deaton, you are the grammar queen! You always love my boys and their problems! You made so many suggestions this time around that just made it that much better! Kathy Kindler, oh Kathy, Where would Greylan be without you? Probably a lot more two sided. You rock and I love you for it! I am so thankful for our friendship girls!

  Thank you Tami Norman. I thank you for the friendship you have shown me. We are half way across the world from each other but still I feel like you get me so much! Thank you for always being there supporting me through all of mybooks! Someday we’ll get to meet. I can’t wait! And thank you to JC for answering all of my MMA questions no matter how silly they might have seemed.

  I want to thank the wonderful blogs that have supported me through this journey and been there for me from the first time I hit that publish button. Thank you to Mandy Anderson from Ireadindie, Mary Tatar from Mary’s Crazy Book Obsession, Stephanie Locke from Rude Girl Book Blog, Jennifer Noe from The Book Blog, Kristy Louise from Book Addict Mumma, and Tami Norman from Into The Night Reviews. Your support has meant so much in my journey.

  About the Author

  Heather is a Florida girl in every sense. She grew up in West Palm Beach with a backyard surrounded by water. She now lives in Melbourne, Florida with her husband and three kids, just minutes from the ocean.

  Heather holds degrees in education. She is a reading coach at an elementary school by day and an author by night and summers, which is her favorite subject. She has been an avid reader of just about every genre her entire life. Her writing career began a short few years ago when she decided to listen to the voices in her head and put them to paper.

  Heather loves coffee and Jelly Belly jellybeans. When she isn’t teaching, writing or reading, Heather can be found at the beach or out on the water boating.

  Heather Allen is the author of seven novels, some that are self-published and some through Limitless Publishing.

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