Beyond Repair

Beyond Repair

Love and Repair Series Five

Chelsea Camaron

Contents

Beyond Repair

Prologue

1. Hello, Harrison

Tiffany

2. Never Will Be Too Soon

Tiffany

3. Way Back When

4. Always At Arm’s Length

Tiffany

5. Closure

6. A Hole That Can Never Be Filled

Harrison

7. Rest In Paradise, My Brother

Harrison

8. Not the Time, Not the Place

Harrison

9. My Way Out

Harrison

10. This Isn’t Goodbye

Harrison

11. Settling In … Not So Easy

Harrison

12. Picking Up The Pieces

Harrison

13. Maybe It’s Time

Harrison

14. Girls Just Wanna Have Fun

Harrison

15. The Truth Will Set Someone Free

Harrison

16. All Work and No Play

Harrison

17. Fitting In

Harrison

18. Are We Really Trying?

Harrison

19. Good Friends

Harrison

20. Where Do We Go From Here?

Harrison

21. Tranquility

Harrison

Epilogue

~The End~

About the Author

Also by Chelsea Camaron

Excerpt from Stalled

Copyright

Copyright © 2022, 2017, 2013 Chelsea Camaron

All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, or stored in a database or retrieval system, without the prior written permission of Chelsea Camaron, except as permitted under the U.S. Copyright Act of 1976.

This is a work of fiction. All character, organizations, and events portrayed in this novel are either products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

1 st edition published: August 2013

Updated edition published: April 2017

December 2022

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Thank you for purchasing this book. This book and its contents are the copyrighted property of the author, and may not be reproduced, copied, and distributed for commercial or non-commercial purposes.

This book contains mature content not suitable for those under the age of 18. Content involves strong language and sexual situations. All parties portrayed in sexual situations are over the age of 18. All characters are a work of fiction.

Parts of this book tie into a motorcycle club series. This book is not meant to be an exact depiction of a motorcycle club but rather a work of fiction meant to entertain.

Beyond Repair

Harrison and Tiffany have a history. He wants more. She shut it down. Two years later, she misses his touch.

Harrison Lawson has moved on. Life in Charlotte, NC is good. He has a job he loves, his sister close by, and great friends … like Sophia.

Can Sophia overcome her past to have more with Harrison? Is Harrison in love or just lust with Sophia? Is the past really the past for Harrison and Tiffany?

When everyone gets thrown together, is everything they each share beyond repair?

Dedication

To Matt, friend, brother, and now our angel.

M.T.S

11-4-1981 ~ 5-3-2001

A life so full, but all too short.

Missing you every day.

Always, our angel.

Rest in Paradise.

Prologue

Harrison

Never have I seen Tiffany as uncomfortable as she has been at my parents’ house this weekend. Honestly, I have never seen my family as uncomfortable around someone as they are with her. Then again, Maggie ended her four year relationship with Brayden mere hours before we arrived, so this uncomfortable atmosphere could be from dealing with that.

The thing is, I am finally at a place in my life. I’m at a place where I would like to settle down and have a serious relationship. I want to have this with Tiffany, but she has to gain my family’s approval.

Maggie’s opinion means the most where my relationships are concerned since I have always been close with her. However, when I think of my future with a potential wife, even Cory’s opinion matters to me and holds some weight. Whomever I spend my future with must, without a doubt, get along with my family.

Tiffany and I have been hooking up on and off for six years now. She’s been with me through the ups and downs of deployments during my time in the Marines. She was supportive in her own way of my recent transition to civilian life after my injury and subsequent discharge. She’s the reason I took the job in Beaufort, South Carolina in the first place. I thought, if we lived closer, we could really make a go at a committed relationship. So far, though, it’s not working as I planned.

Although Maggie has too much on her mind and hasn’t said much to Tiffany, my mom has made a serious effort to engage Tiffany in conversation. Trying to find a common ground, I mention how often Tiffany and I take the bike out for rides. Surely, they could connect over Harley Davidsons and scenery. This lasts long enough for Tiffany to insult the entire brotherhood of a motorcycle club, deeming it ridiculous; thus, offending both of my parents and the family we have always had in the club.

I’m a bit put off by the tension with Tiffany and my family. Maybe she needs more time with them.

The ride from Emerald Isle, North Carolina back to Beaufort, South Carolina is a long one. Tiffany has never liked my car. She prefers to go out on my motorcycle or in her BMW, opposed to using my 1977 Pontiac Trans Am.

The closer we get to her condo, the tenser she becomes.

Arriving at her place, I unload our bags, thinking I will stay over as usual. However, Tiffany puts my bag back in the car.

I give her a stunned, confused look.

My dad is upstairs, she states.

Okay, well, I’ve wanted to meet him for years, so there’s no time like the present, I reply, not seeing the problem.

No, Harrison, you can’t meet my dad … ever, she replies in a tone so cold it’s ice.

Shocked and now seething in anger, I ask, And why the hell not?

Let’s be real: you’re a regular, work-by-the-hour kind of guy and a has-been jarhead. You’re a good fuck, Harrison, but you can’t meet my dad, she all too calmly states.

So that’s what you think of me? Seriously? After all this time, the truth comes out?

When she pauses, not responding right away, I get in my car. This is obviously going nowhere. It’s time to cut my losses.

Hello, Harrison

Harrison

Almost 3 Years Later…

Maggie, my precious baby sister, is one beautiful bride. Thinking back to the many times I made sure to scare the boys off her, I smile. Brayden would not be deterred, though, even when I came home on leave to personally threaten him.

Regardless, I am overjoyed for her and Brayden. They have gone through hell and back to share this day, and I couldn’t be happier. At the same time, I feel like someone has placed a pallet of bricks on my chest.

Seeing them get married, I’m more than ready for my life to get serious and really start a family. At thirty, I finally found a place I call home in Charlotte, North Carolina. I’m comfortably living near my sister, my friends, and I have my dream job at Ryder’s garage. Everything seems to be falling in place, except that there is no one to share it with.

Sophia, one of Maggie’s bridesmaids and close friends, has occupied a lot of my time lately. She is beautiful, intelligent, independent, strong, talented, stubborn, and just amazing. We met a little over two years ago when I first moved to Charlotte. I wanted some new ink, so Maggie sent me to her. Now we have a mutual and beneficial friends-with-a-little-something-more relationship.

Tonight, the atmosphere of love, holding her, caressing her, and dancing with her leaves me craving so much more. For two people who have talked about everything under the sun, we have purposely avoided the topic of us. She knows more about me than my own family, yet I can’t find the balls to ask for a more serious commitment than sex.

Our friends and my family know we are hooking up, yet aren’t an actual couple. The plus to that is I can kiss her freely right here at my sister’s wedding, and no one will gasp in surprise, so that is what I do, losing myself in her plump, soft, luscious lips. The downside to this is there will always be those questions of when we are going to be real with each other about our fear of titles and commitment. As the saying goes, If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it. At least, that’s what I tell myself.

Looking up after my kiss with Sophia, I find the warm eyes of my mother watching me. She makes her way over, cutting in to dance with me, and Sophia easily moves away, excusing herself to the restroom.

Son, what are you and Sophia doing? It’s obvious you both adore one another, so why are you two wasting time by playing with one another’s emotions? Tomorrow isn’t promised, Harry.

I shake my head, not knowing how to answer her. I don’t know what to do about her. Yes, I want more, but we’ve never talked about it. I get the feeling she doesn’t want that right now, but then again, I don’t know.

Does