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"We’ll fuck soht now Co, he’ll be over this "Fine," I say "Then why are we talking?"

His eyes glint and the next thing I know, he’s liftedroo, I assu out of his system, and no matter what he just said, I’m pretty sure that includes me There’s no reason to worry he’ll see tooto his family drama, and no one understands that more than me

At the top of the stairs, we enter a roohts He sitsI can iant wall of more s, the sky now black, as if clouds have wiped out all light The way Shane and I both want to wipe away the darkness You’re running, he’d said, and it hadn’t been an accusation, but rather a state has htstand, naked--like the way heone in a flash, his hands replacing it His tongue and mouth are everywhere And when he finally turns ain, his body wrapped aroundin release, he holds on to o And he doesn’t hurry away, nor do I try to ether, and therefore we are not alone

I blink awake in theposition,air into s, I become aware that I am in a bedroom and in bed alone, but it’s not mine It’s Shane’s bed, and the autumn scent of him is everywhere around me, even onhtmare is a product of the reality I’m forced to hide froo away That, and I’ it toed by curtains to hthtstand, noting the tietting ready for work Shaken by the idea that I hadn’t noticed he’d left the bed when I can’t afford to be that oblivious to ood lord, I’d fallen asleep with him still insideafter Unless … he’s not even here That would certainly wipe out the aard part and I both hate and love that idea Whatever the case, Shane isn’t here, and thatthe rooht: an oversized dresser ray wood sits directly in front of me with a flat-screen TV above it A door I think leads to a closet is to iantand a chair where I am relieved to findin view to coverto have to run across the room naked, most likely at the exact er I sit here, the more that becomes a possibility

Decision made, I throw the blanket aside, climb out of bed, and dash for the chair I snatchthe zipper as I step into iveho out if I don’t steal one of Shane’s shirts The one laying on the chair ork just fine, and I snatch it up to realize it’s ift shop for ood-bye, but he did so with solad to avoid the face-to-facethat would only make me wish for what I can’t have

I tear off the tag and pull it over rab my purse, check the two phones I carry inside it for calls, and head hoh, and I stop myself There is no way around it I have to pee so badly it is a physical ache I rotate and head for a door I think is the bathrooht, and shut the door I take a step and once again, stop, eous, all-white bathrooiantas the centerpiece

Memories of a time when I lived like this stir in my mind, followed by a ind of emotions I don’t have ti them away, I hurry forward to do what I caood lord, my hair is so puffed up it looks like squirrels played in it when I was sleeping I hunt for a brush and find it in a drawer next to a razor, and waste no ti the wild affair on my head That’s when I notice the new, unopened toothbrush sitting beside a tube of toothpaste Shane left this for e on what this entle forto take because that le" style="display:block" data-ad-client="ca-pub-7451196230453695" data-ad-slot="9930101810" data-ad-format="auto" data-full-width-responsive="true">