Page 42 of Run For Me (Until You’re Mine Duet #1)
Chapter Forty-Two
Him
I leave her on the ground, her phone by her head with the GPS directions of how to get out of the woods already in there.
I’m not a complete asshole. I don’t want her to get lost and die out here.
And maybe I shared her location with me so I would know where she was.
Not sure how long that’ll last, considering our phones send a reminder now and then to make sure we know who we’re sharing locations with, but I may get a couple weeks out of it.
I wait in the park, in the shadows, for her little blue dot to move to tell me she’s okay.
It takes nearly a half hour for it to start moving.
She must be okay if she’s walking, so I give her plenty of time to make her way out.
Eventually she does, limps all the way to her car.
My chest aches, wanting to go to her and hug her.
It’s a weird feeling, something I’ve never felt before.
The light inside her car stays on for a few seconds, and I get a quick glimpse of her face.
She’s full of dirt with red skin. I can’t see enough to see much else because I’m far away.
She sits in her car for a short while, messing around with something.
Probably the heat. After a bit, she pulls off, which is when I take off to the other side of the park and get into my car that I parked on the street.
I don’t go home. I go to her house. She’s inside, the lights off, which tells me she’s in bed.
It’s exactly what I need. Still, I wait a little longer just to be sure.
And when everything is quiet, not a single shadow moving along her walls, I once again break into her house and quietly make my way to her room.
I kneel beside her bed, and just like last time, know it’s too dark in here for her to see me.
I run my hand over her hair. She’s warm now, freshly showered and smelling like honey and flowers.
“Sailor,” I whisper.
She hums a sound like she can hear me in her sleep but hasn’t woken up yet.
I kiss her cheek and say her name again.
When she doesn’t budge, I know I need to leave her.
This had been my plan all along. Check on her afterward, so I was already prepared.
I pull the letter from my pocket, kiss it, and leave it on her bedside table before kissing her one more time and then leaving.
I go home and sleep well into the afternoon.