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Garrett had been gone for almost an hour.
I leaned on the driver door of my SUV, asking myself why I didn’t just leave. I mean, he all but ran away from me after we were done. Obviously, he didn’t want me here. As soon as I heard his truck driving down the road, I shot up and got dressed, determined to leave. However, as I walked out of the cabin, I realized that would be childish. We couldn’t just pretend nothing happened. Well, maybe he could, but I couldn’t. I liked him way too much to pretend. Besides, would I run away from another thing in my life? No, I would stay right here until he got back, even if he took his sweet time cursing himself for sleeping with me before manning up and coming back. He probably thought that if he stayed out for a long time, I would get tired of waiti
