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Joel POV

I tapped the bottom of the bunk and handed Miranda’s pic reluctantly up to Shotgun. I've shared so much with him over the years and this should be no exception. ‘I can give him a moment to live vicariously through me,’ I snickered to myself; but for that first moment, I felt selfish and greedy. I didn't want to share this hottie with Shotgun. I know it sounds crazy, but I didn't want to share her with anyone. It fucked with my head because Shotgun is like a brother to me, but for once, I just wanted something for myself.

"Sorry man. Didn't mean to come off like that." I told him.

"It's all good brother," Shotgun responded. "I kinda get it and after all she wrote you man, not us."

"She is pretty, man." Shotgun said as he handed back the pic and crawled off of the bed. "You’re fucked brother. She is smart and pretty."

"Yeah." Joel said, just looking at the picture in his hand and letting his thoughts drift to some of the things she said in the letter.

The doors opened and Sh