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"But you don’t feel the sauess

His eyes snap up to ivesI’m just not sure it’s love, Vale"

Chapter 25

Hawke

"You seriously can’t be leaving," I say as I watch her helplessly put another suitcase into the trunk of her car

"It’s for the best," she says quietly, refusing to lookinto an empty nook beside the suitcases I want to rip theround, sla that we’ve been building back up…that’s not worth staying for," I growl at her,to overtake my e in place When she shuts the trunk, she turns to look at me with sad eyes but a clear conscience "But it’s for the best"

I don’t beg I will not beg But I coet you to stay?"

If I thought her eyes were sad before, they go positively ed into darkness And she tells ive her "You can tell me you love me"

I jerk awake, the strains of "Let It Be" by the Beatles ironically filtering from my earbuds to my consciousness I rub my eyes, pull the ht Max sits in the plane seat next tolook in his eyes "Bad drea like that," I mumble

"You okay?"

"Sure," I say as I wind the cord of the earbuds around my iPhone and stuff it in the seat pocket in front of s are fucked up

Fucked up so bad I feel absolutely helpless and without any clear direction on how to make it better

I haven’t seen Vale in four days Since that awful fucking night out by the airport when I had the best orgasirl I’s are supposed to happen

I’as out ofI was confused by the force of the response to Vale and the way in which ere fucking The exquisite sensitivity to her; the solid connection of our bodies and even so more than that