Taylor’s heart clenched. He tried to back away but his legs wouldn’t listen.
“Love isn’t hooking up with some married d**k and then complaining he spends too much time with his wife. If that’s what you think love is, you got your f*****g head up your ass.”
The accusation hit hard. Too hard, and it was right on target. Suddenly Taylor’s legs found their go and he was off in the woods, running without thinking, trying desperately not to smack into any trees or tumble over fallen branches. His side cramped and he pressed his palm there, praying for the pain to go away. It was no good. He was gasping for breath, he could hardly see, and he didn’t know where the f**k he was anymore.
Leaning against a tree, Taylor shouted, “Jordan?”
The silence echoed inside him, way deep down. He’d n
