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My imagination can be dangerous.

I’d tossed my phone on the bed and lay down, warring with myself, trying to figure out if I hallucinated everything with Aria. Butthen her message came through, a little too casual for work colleagues, and I at least knew I didn’t imagine the kissing and tasting.

I stare at the message I’ve yet to answer. I feel like I need to pump the brakes at the same time as I press the accelerator. She’s leaving soon. She’s not here forever, so what the fuck do I do when she gets on a flight back to Scotland?

Follow her.

No.

I screw my eyes shut and pull my glasses off, rubbing them until I see black dots in my vision.

My head spins, and instead of getting up and dealing with this hard-on or replying to my doctor, my stupid anxiety takes over, and I pass out.

Chapter 14

Aria

Ivy sleeps a lot.

Every time I go to see her, she's asleep. Doctor Blythe has informed me the medication she has been given is stronger than anything she has had before. So no more days out.

So I just stand there for a few minutes and watch her sleep, speak to her mother about how her trip has been so far and if there's anything I can help with. I squeeze her shoulder in a comforting manner and head back to my office to catch up on some emails.

Sitting at the computer, typing away, my phone rings, and I see Ewan's name for the hundredth time in the past two days. Huffing, I answer and put him on speaker, throwing my phone on the desk. "Can you please leave me alone?"

"Hi, Aria! Why do you want me to leave you alone?"

Oh, Jason. God, I’m such an asshole.

"Hey, little guy. How are you?"

He laughs at Ewan trying to grab the phone.

“My dad doesn’t know I called you,” he tells me, and I can tell he’s running while Ewan yells at him to give him the phone. I can hear the dogs barking in the background, our two pugs Ewan refused to let me keep when we broke up.

A door closes, and I hear the latch pulled aside. "I’m okay. I just miss you. Can I come to stay at your house when you get home?"

“Did you lock yourself in the bathroom?”

“Yep. Dad hasn’t let me talk to you because you’re busy, but I miss you. Can you bring home American candy”

I let out a laugh. “Of course. I'm at work just now, so I'll let you know when I get back to Scotland, and I’ll come pick you up."

"Okay. We miss you," he says. "Dad keeps messing up the pasta you make, but I don't want to tell him it tastes disgusting."

Laughing again, I lean back on my computer chair. "I'll make it for you when I get back, but I really need to go do some work now. Tell your dad I’ll call him when I land so we can arrange a sleepover."

"Okay." He sounds sad, and it’s like a knife to the chest. "I do really miss you."

Tobias walks into the room, his white shirt rolled up to his elbows, showing off his watch and charity bands. A smile tugs at the corner of his mouth as he puts a finger to his lips, sitting down in front of me.

"Yeah. I miss you too," I reply, keeping my eyes on Tobias, who's watching me intently, a brow rising at my words. "I need to go."

Before I can hang up, I hear Jason opening the door and Ewan begging him for the phone. My eyes close, and I put my hand to my forehead.

"My dad wants to talk to you."

I hear Jason ‘s voice echoing in the distance and Ewan taking a deep breath. “Hey.”