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Forty two

Zach's POV.

"Argh!" I groaned as I tugged on my hair so hard that sharp bites of pain shimmered through my scalp.

I stared at the door that Vega had walked out of, my head and mind conflicted between wanting to go after her to explain and wanting to crush her.

She wasn't even fucking remorseful. It was as if my showing up in her life meant absolutely nothing to her, and she'd even had the audacity to call me a coward. She was wrong, I hadn't been hiding at all. I'd only been waiting for the right time. Her words affected me too much, but it was more fucked up that throughout our conversation I'd had to shove my hands into my pockets just to quell the urge of doing something crazy, like pulling her closer and pressing my lips against those pouty cherry red lips of hers, if only just to get a taste of her, to relieve a memory that kept me up at night with a desperate yearning.

Why did I feel that way about her? Ugh! She was even more alluring than in college, she looked like a boss who
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