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to say, Blake,” I said quietly. I took a step forward, trying to walk away from him, but before I could get past, he took my wrist in his hand and turned me back to face him.
    “Don’t, Blake, please. Just let go.”
    “I’m sorry,” he said, his voice laced with hurt. “You have no idea just how sorry I am and how much I wish I could go back and change everything that happened that night, to rewrite it all. Please, Jo, just give me two minutes; that’s all I ask for, and then you are free to just walk away – for good if that is what you want. I just need two minutes, please,” he pleaded.
    Part of me wanted to pull my arm from his grip and walk away, yet the other part of me kept my feet planted flat to the floor, unable to move.
    “What is there to say?” I choked out. “You have been sleeping with Sara, Blake; what could you possibly have to say that would make it worth listening?”
    “It was only once, Jo, I swear.”
    “Is that supposed to make me feel better?”
    We stood in silence, looking into each other’s eyes, searching for … what? I just didn’t know. But it was impossible for me to walk away from him. His fingers loosened the grip on my wrist. Instead they moved down and knitted with my fingers. A spark of electricity shot through my body; every single limb tingled with want.
    “I can tell that you feel that too. Tell me you don’t feel that and I’ll walk away myself right now.” His voice was barely audible, but I could tell he too was choking back his emotions.
    It was hard to say no to him. My body yearned for him, and as much as I wanted to walk away and not look back, I couldn’t do it.
    “Two minutes,” I whispered.
    Blake breathed a sigh of relief; quickly he shot a glance over my shoulder before leading us back into the bathroom that I had just exited, locking the door behind us.
    I stepped into the bathroom placing distance between us immediately. If I became too close, I wouldn’t be able to be as strong as I needed to be.
    “I’ve missed you, Jo; I’ve missed you so much,” he said.
    “You slept with Sara the moment my back was turned,” I choked out. “Why?”
    “I was drunk. It didn’t mean anything, Jo, I swear. She means nothing to me, nothing at all.”
    “How can you say that?” I asked, disgusted. “Is it really that easy for a man to just jump into bed with someone that actually means nothing to them? You’re all the same. I actually thought that you were different, but no, you are no different to any of the idiots I have dated in the past. I’m actually thankful that I found out now, before I too made the mistake of jumping into bed with you only to get tossed aside when you felt like you had had enough.”
    “It wasn’t like that, Jo,” he replied sadly. “That’s not how I feel about you, and you know that.”
    “Then why did you sleep with her!” I yelled.
    “Because I saw you leave the party with Cooper!” he yelled back before calming his breathing with a few deep breaths. “I was coming back to find you. You had been all I could think about for days, and after I had spoken to you, I knew that you felt the same way as I did. I wanted to come find you and take you away somewhere, just the two of us, especially because I knew, I knew that you felt the same way as I did. Then I saw Cooper with his arms around you, and before I could even register what was happening, you were gone. It hurt, Jo; it really, really hurt.” He clutched his chest. “I thought that after everything you had said to me, I was the one being used.”
    “Yeah, well, you imagine how that felt,” I said, moving closer to him. “You imagine that feeling that you had right there” – I poked my finger into his chest – “and you imagine that that’s exactly how I feel now, only a million times worse! I thought I could trust you. I sat at my dying dad’s bedside and told my mum that I had fallen for you! And all along, you were sleeping with someone