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Chapter Twelve
RYDER.
She's here again. In my arms. Even if she doesn't want to be here, she's here again and it'll be the last time I have with her. This time for real; there will be no going back.
She gazes at me, her eyes moving across my face as if she's trying to weigh her options, but I know her. I know her far more than she realizes and I know she wants me just as much as I want to hold her in my arms once again before she embarks on this stupid journey of hers that she thinks will keep me away from her or make her forget me. She won't be able to, not because I don't want her to, but because we are both in too deep and it's just too late to want to start over again.
I know I'm terrible to her. I have been so selfish with her but if being selfish is what I need to do to keep her from leaving; the selfish is what I'm going to be, despite everything I have done. Despite how much she has hurt because of me. The many times she has cried because of me. The pain no
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DAWN. I breathe in, inhaling in his sweaty self when he wraps his hand around my waist to pull me to his chest, the other one going to my head and smoothing down my hair, just like he always does. "Let me go. You are covered in probably dried sweat and some more. “ I groan, trying to push at his chest, but that only ends up in me, trailing my fingers down his chest, loving the feel of his muscles beneath my fingers. "But you smell so fucking good. " He coos, burying his nose in my hair and sniffing it before laying his head against my neck. "Plus, you can't deny that you don't love this, feeling this feverish body against yours. " "Hands off me, Stone!" I snap and he lets out a chuckle before pulling away, eyes moving across my face before dropping and trailing over my body. His eyes linger on my legs, and I roll my eyes when a look of disapproval crosses over his features. Knowing exactly where this is going.
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"Such a nice thing in a skirt. Mind if I drill into you, baby?" The man utters complete gibberish as I walk past him and I roll my eyes, looking down at myself before rolling my eyes again. How drunk do these guys get? To the extent this one can't even differentiate between a skirt and a damn Jean anymore? I should have never listened to Bryan when he said to come here. I knew this bastard was only going to leave me to chase after any girl that's willing to spread her legs. And it's exactly what he did as soon as we got here. Not knowing my place around here and suddenly feeling so pressed, I take the first sharp corner I see, flipping off any drunk guy that comes close to me. One even comes as far as trying to grab my ass. I'm never... I mean, never letting Bryan talk me into this again. I let out a sigh of relief when I finally arrive at the stairs, the blaring of the music, sliding of bodies and chatters of drunk men who can no longer d
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