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It’s been a week since I last saw her.
I told myself I’d avoid her. Wait until this whole mess with Preston cools down, let her come to her senses, see me for the screw-up I am.
Smart, right? Keep my distance, keep her safe.
I mean, she seems fine. She’s always fine. Always fine looking too.
But f**k, it was hard to stop yourself when all I ever f*****g wanted is to take her into my bed and thrust into her. That dream of mine seems possible to achieve six months ago but now, all I can do is to have a cold shower after a very long tiring day.
I didn't bother to put on anything just some boxers and I let myself fall into bed and try to search her author account.
She wasn't updating her books too.
I grab my phone, scroll through her account, desperate for some sign of her.
