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Chapter 33

Present-Summer

"I still say you should have Ian here with you for this, not me." Rick shoved his hands into his pockets.

I gave him a baleful look. "You're the accountant."

"He's the business owner, and you're avoiding him."

Yeah, well, couldn't deny that one. I couldn't shake all the doubts in my head. We had such a good thing going. I'd cook dinner at his place, we'd have eyes-rolling-back-in-my-head, I-can't-move sex afterward. We laughed. We talked. We acted like a normal couple. But the past couple days, I'd made excuses about needing to paint in order to avoid him. The painting part was true, not that I'd gotten any work done.

I just...I just couldn't lose him. And I somehow knew I would. The kind of happy he made me never lasted.

I was trying, though. So hard, I was trying. For him. Ian had been right in what he'd said at Seasmoke. I couldn't trust myself to be happy. And the only time in my life I could remember ever being that way was with him. Our childhood, our teen
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