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Letting Go Molly McAdams 13660K 2023-09-01

She didn’t want to talk about Ben, she didn’t want to talk about what had happenedshe just didn’t want to talk She was the Grey she had been after Ben died, but this ti me out too So for the few le second I wanted to have irl was coo back soon," she mumbled

I sat up and looked over at the shore "What time do you have to work today?"

"Four So, probably an hour or so"

"All right" I grabbed her upper arms and pulled her toward me "Get behind me and we’ll head in"

"I said soon," she said softly when she was sitting again, and I looked up at her heated stare as she grippedone of her arms, I slowly traced the line of her bikini top down to the swell of her breast, and raised one eyebrohen she sucked in a sharp breath "And what do you want to do until soon is here?"

Before she could respond, the roar of an engine and the sounds of yelling filled the otherwise quiet spot on the lake, and I droppedboat

"Yeah! Get souys yelled as they passed us, and I kept my stare on them until they were too far away to see clearly, because I knew exactly what I would find in front ofinterrupted us, she would look at the position ere in in a whole new light, and go back to being the Grey as stuck in the past

Finally, looking back at Grey, I gave her a tight-lipped smile and reached behindather necklace

"Put this on, sweetheart, I’ll take you in"

Grey barely said anything more than a mumble as ent in and I returned the Jet Ski, and I don’t think she even realized I wasn’t walking with her toward her car until she started to get in She looked back to where we’d been, then looked over to where I was standing next to my car

"I’ll see you later" She said the words almost like a question, and I just nodded Without another word, she got into her car and drove away

I got into ainst the headrest as I replayed the good parts of the day But it was hard to reh ust 10, 2014

"PUT ME DOWN, put er ran into the warehouse with me thrown over his shoulder a few days later Before I could slap ain, his hands were onover to throw me onto the couch