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Next to her on the blanket, his body tensed and his eyes darkened “What exactly is it you think we had, Taylor?”

“A romantic interlude that rebuilt ave reat I’m very appreciative”

His forehead creased “Is that what last night was? You using me for sexual empowerment? That’s why you came in my tent?”

It wasn’t Not really But ht it had been since he see ar responsible for her She’d known exactly what she’d been doing and she’d had no expectations of him beyond that moment

“Like I said, I’oodbye to” She asn’t she? Of course she was “Thank you”

His jaorked back and forth once, then, without looking her way, he said, “No, thank you Too bad I had to restrain myself so much or I could have lad to be of service”

On that note, he stood and walked away

Taylor watched hi ache in her chest with every step he took, but patting herself on the back that she’d held herself together so Jack wouldn’t have to feel guilty

The one early, signed in and gotten that day’s T-shirt, and opted to walk there

She’d needed the exercise to ease the soreness from her muscles and she’d needed the time to decompress before she started her shift with Jack

Jack

Sweet, wonderful Jack who felt responsible for what had happened the night before She’d seen it in his eyes

She’d given him an out and he’d taken it

Because she’d been right

All they’d ever been was a festival fling