HAMMER
Hammer rolled over, restless in his bed, thinking about sleeping with Charlie. He had left her hotel room abruptly, leaving her with no explanation, partially because he had no idea what to say.
The feelings were there, he thought as he kicked his leg out from under the bedsheets. He knew she felt the same, but this could mean weakness for him if he were to confess.
Betrayal had built walls around his heart for ages, and Ajmal’s act only emphasized his unwillingness to trust. For the first time, he felt more than a physical pleasure being with a woman. He felt a genuine connection … as if his soul had truly opened to her.
Relationships, in his mind, were transactional. Everyone wanted something from him; every action required some sort of trade. She didn’t want anything from him
