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Story: Ghost
Then don’t walk away!
Stirring behind me pulled my attention to the man in bed with me. I looked over my shoulder and found a pair of steel-gray eyes watching me.
“Morning, Princess.”
“Morning,” I said back to him. I wasn’t sure how to proceed. I had never slept with a man the whole night before. Well, except last night, but I had Dani as a buffer. She woke, and I got out of bed to take care of her.
“You have plans for the day?”
“I’m not sure. I still haven’t had time to catch up with Haizley.”
“You need to talk to Gunner,” he said.
I turned away, giving him my back again. “I’m not ready for that.”
“Princess, I don’t know if you realized the bomb you dropped on him yesterday, but that shit needs to be talked about.”
Shit.
He was right. In my raging tirade at Danny, I let my secret slip out.
“Hey,” Travis murmured, pulling me in closer, resting his chin on my shoulder. “He loves you. But you gotta understand what that did to him.”
“I didn’t mean to say it.”
“I know. But it needed to be said. He needed to know.”
The back of my eyes burned as I closed them tight. Travis was right. I had to talk to Gunner.
And Danny.
I needed to apologize.
“I need to take a shower,” I said, trying to squirm away.
Travis let me go, and I expected him to follow. Was I disappointed when he didn’t?
Yes. Yes, I was.
Did I think he would say yes if I asked him to join me?
I knew he would.
Would I ask him to join me?
No.
Then don’t fucking whine about being alone.
I grabbed my bag, ignoring the bitch in my head who didn’t understand it was too fucking early to be logical.
When I stepped out of the bathroom with my wet hair piled on my head, Travis climbed out of bed and walked over to me. He kissed my cheek.
“Wait for me and we’ll get breakfast downstairs.”
He didn’t wait for a reply, just walked into the bathroom and left the door open while he got in the shower.
When he returned to the room, he was wrapped in a towel that hung low on his hips. I bit my lip watching him, willing the tucked end to come undone as he moved around, grabbing clothes.
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