Finally there
*Briony* I bundle up my damp clothes and stuff them into a saddlebag. Dawn had been clear and should fill me with joy, not despair. I had lain within Wade's arms, but he had somehow distanced himself from me. I'm not even certain he slept. He shakes out the blanket, lays it over the fire, then quickly flicks it back. Black smoke spirals into the air. He repeats his actions. "What are you doing?" I ask. "Letting Chase know we're here." He explains. My heart slams against my ribs. "We're that close?" He rises from his crouched position, crosses the small expanse of space separating us, and touches his rough palm to my cheek, holding my gaze. "We're that close." "Last night was goodbye?" I sigh. "It was supposed to be. I couldn't think of the right words to use. You deserve prettier w
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