Dear Somebody

Chapter Four

I groan and roll over in bed, squinting at the sun light streaming through the open window. I fling a hand out expecting it to come into contact with a solid chest. Instead I get cold sheets.

I sit up and smile when I see the note on the pillow.

After getting everything figured out and in motion, the notes still followed. Dalton and the guys moved in with Jackie and I who were still working for the Yearly's. Who were being very understanding of my crazy impulsive idea. Dalton and I shared a room so the rest could get there own, there was never any question.

The burns came with a lot of recovery time, and most of the post op care Dalton couldn't do on his own.

There were many fights before he finally caved and just let me help. The man was stubborn as a bull I could always give him that.

Dear Harley,

Get ready and dress warm. Meet me downstairs by noon, don't be late. I will leave without you.

Thank You For Never Changing,

Dalt

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"This is amazing." I say before dropping Dalton's hand so I can spread out my arms and spin around in the snow that had just started to drop from the sky.

"I thought you would like it."

I look up to see him smiling softly at me.

"New Years in New York," I grab his hand and start walking again.

"It was on your bucket list."

I lean up and kiss his cheek, he flinches like he normally does.

I don't care though, I never have.

"Stop Dalton."

He doesn't say anything or look at me. I yank on his arm to get him to stop and place my cold hands on either side of his face, forcing his eyes to meet mine. God they are a beautiful shade of emerald.

"What Harley?" He's trying to use his SEAL voice on me. Trying to scare me away.

"Stop."

It's one word that holds so much conviction, it can't go unnoticed.

"I don't know how many times I need to tell you but I don't care. I don't care now, I won't care a month from now. Hell, I won't even care a year from now. You know why?"

He lets out a harsh breath, "Why?"

"Because I'll have you."

Then I kiss him.

It's everything and nothing, hard and soft. Soul consuming and heart shattering. He starts walking and I go with. I'll add alley s*x in New York to my bucket list to justify it if I have to. His hands drop to my hips and he spins me around.

Huh.

Clara's magical powers must have rubbed off on me because some how I managed to stop us outside our condo building.

We stop at the elevator and Dalton is so close I almost wish it wouldn't arrive, but it does. As soon as we enter the door he pushes my body up against the wall and tangles his hands in my hair. All i can think is 'I need this'.

Then the elevator dings and without missing a single beat, he hooks his hands behind my knees and lifts. Instantly my legs latch around his waist.

I don't know when or how but we're inside the condo now and he's removing my clothes while kissing and nipping every inch of skin that he exposes.

"God Dalton don't stop," my voice is a breathy whisper.

He sets me on my feet and kneels down to remove my pants. I run my fingers through his hair that he's kept shaven at the sides. Then I'm naked and he's looking up at me with dreamy bedroom eyes. I reach down to remove his shirt but pause.

He nods once, "Go ahead."

I lift slowly, revealing gorgeous tan skin. I can tell he's trying really hard not to tense up when I run my hands down his torso, he does anyway.

And that's okay.

"God, you're beautiful."

His lips curl, "I'm supposed to say that to you."

She smiles and looks down at me and I can feel the world trying to right itself. What I wouldn't give to not have these thoughts. To be able to be here with her fully.

She wiggles her eyebrows playfully, "So just show me."

So I do.

I tell her how much I love her without any words. How much I wish I met her at a different time in my life. When I didn't walk around waiting for the other shoe to drop.

Because it will.

We're not meant to be together right now, if ever. Not when my brain isn't right. Not when I feel like I shouldn't be here.

So I tell her hello and goodbye. I beg her to move on, to forget me. I ask for her strength and her forgiveness. I pamper every inch of her gorgeous pale skin.

I think a part of her knows I'm saying goodbye. She thinks she can beg me to stay, but I won't.

I can't.

When I finally settle deep inside the woman I love, I know exactly what home is. I give her everything I have and ask for nothing in return. Because I don't deserve anything.

When she finally closes her eyes and her breaths turn even I dress and leave the condo. I don't tell anyone where I'm going. Not even my pain in the ass best friend.

She'll need him more then I will, they'll need each other.

I walk out and I don't look back. Not when Ace yells out my name. Not even when Jackie grabs onto my jacket, swearing and calling me a coward.

I do however gently remove her fingers, wipe her eyes and kiss her forehead.

I get into the cab I had called earlier and avert my eyes when Ace starts pounding on the window.

"Don't do this man." He's pleading with me, trying to get through the darkness.

I roll the window down a few inches, "Take care of her for me."

"Do it yourself."

I roll it back up and tell the drive to go. I'm strong, I'll get through this.

My phone vibrate in my pocket. I take it out, roll down the window and toss it.