She zips her fly and shoves her ft into her boots. “I’ve to go—”

I seize her arm. “Cease.”

She freezes in place together with her eyes on the ground, refusing to take a look at me.

“I stated I wouldn’t inform anyone about this, and I meant that,” I say. “I’ll take this to the grave when you actually need me to, however I received’t faux it by no means occurred.”

“Effective,” she says, flicking her darkish eyes at me. “It occurred. It was enjoyable. We each loved it, nevertheless it received’t occur once more. It will probably’t.”

I let go of her. “Why not?”

“You recognize why not.”

“Yeah, yeah. Status and responsibility or no matter however you’re not going to be out right here ceaselessly.”

She appears straight forward. “This… this isn’t who I’m. You’re not…”

Her voice falls once more.

And there it’s.

I’m undecided why I didn’t see it coming till this second. This isn’t about her.

It’s about me.

“Oh.” I collapse into the seat. “I get it.”

Why would she ever go for an asshole like me when she’s surrounded by heroes like Fox fucking Fitzpatrick?

“You’re proper,” I say. “This was fallacious. It shouldn’t occur once more.”

I attain for my bag and throw it over my shoulder with out taking a look at her.

“I’ll go first,” she says.

“Cool.”

She takes a fast look out the home windows earlier than climbing out and shutting the door softly behind her.

So, that’s it. The top of my affair with Caleb Fawn.

It crashed and burned simply as rapidly because it started however holy shit — it positive was enjoyable whereas it lasted.

I fucked the untouchable Caleb Fawn. Not solely that, she loved it. She even admitted it, however she by no means needed to. I fucking felt it and he or she positive as hell wasn’t faking it.

I’ll let this sense linger for a number of extra minutes earlier than heading again to the barracks and crashing proper again right down to zero.

I scoop my laptop computer off the ground and open it to see Marilyn Black staring again at me from the outdated {photograph}.

Caleb’s in all probability proper. I completely ought to let this go. I suppose that’s a consequence of rising up a lonely child with an overactive creativeness. I’ve all the time had a factor for puzzles. Crossword, jigsaw. You title it, I solved it. What I’ve right here now’s a bunch of nook and edge items with nothing within the center to attach them collectively. I may preserve digging by way of the field to determine what the thriller image is, or I may transfer on and dwell with the unfinished puzzle lingering behind my head for the remainder of my life. After all, if I do this, then I positive as hell higher have one thing higher to occupy my headspace.

I shut my laptop computer and look across the jeep as my recollections of the final half hour come crashing again in.

Caleb.

I take into consideration her mewling on high of me and I smile.

There’s no manner I can let this be a one-time factor.

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