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warm, and everything about him made me feel like home. I reacted as I always did; my mind never stopped working. “You can’t protect me all the way from Parris Island… or Camp Lejuene… or Afghanistan ,” I spit the last location disgustedly, flattening my palm against his chest and pushing against him. “As long as Troy lives, no matter where he is, I’ll never be safe.”
He locked his eyes on mine, wrapping his fingers around my wrist. “I won’t go. I won’t enlist if you just stay with me.”
His words were crushing against my lungs. I struggled to keep my heartbeat even. “ You’d stay for me? ”
“ Yes. ”
Does that change anything? No… I still love West. “I can’t ask that of you.”
“You don’t have to ask.”
I looked down, brushing away the tears. “Let me think. Give me some time.” My betraying words dishonored West in every way. I cringed, gripping my purse. “ Let me think, ” I repeated.
He nodded, brushing his hand over my hair once more before climbing out of the car. Walking around the front, he opened the door for me. I took his outstretched hand, letting him help me to my feet in the driveway. “Do you want me to come in for a while?”
His words were heavy with silent questions. “It’s really late… I’m tired. Is it okay if I just see you tomorrow?”
“I don’t want you to be alone,” he gestured to the house. “I don’t think your dad is home yet.”
“If you come in… I’m just going to sleep, Logan, okay?”
He pressed the button on his keys to lock his car, the brief beeping sound indicating the Camry was secure. “I promise not to kiss you again without asking. Just sleep. I’m going to check some things out online for a while, and try to prepare for 1955. When your dad gets home, or Morgan, I’ll leave.”
I opened the front door with my keys. He followed me in, locking the deadbolt behind him. “Dad?” I called, hoping he’d gotten a ride home and left his car at the VFW.
Logan checked the upstairs, basement, and garage thoroughly. “He’s not here.”
“I’ll text him.” I did, asking him to please call if he needed a ride.
“Go upstairs and go to bed. I’ll just hang out down here.”
“Are you sure?”
“I’m sure.” He crossed the room to the bottom of the stairs, gazing down at me. His dark, curly hair fell in boyish waves against his forehead. “Permission to kiss you, Miss Camden?”
I sighed, exhausted- but amused. “Granted. PG only,” I tapped my cheek with my index finger.
He pressed his lips to my jaw, just next to my ear. I shivered, his warm breath tickling my neck. “ Don’t worry, ” he whispered, wrapping his arms around me.
“ Okay ,” I replied in a sigh, thankful for his company. “ Night, Rush. ”
Once in my bedroom, I walked directly to West’s suitcase and pulled a folded, white dress shirt from the bag. Pressing it to my nose in between movements, I managed to remove my clothes and slip his buttoned shirt over my head without crying. His smell numbed my quickening thoughts. I was asleep before my cheek touched the pillow.
“ …just want her to get some rest .”
“You’re not hearing me, Logan. Wake her up .”
I stirred at the voices outside my bedroom door, confused. My iPhone wasn’t on my nightstand where I normally kept it. What time is it? I moved and sat up, disoriented. Who’s talking?
The window facing the driveway told me that it was light outside. I separated two slats of the plastic mini blinds, blinking at the brightness. Fresh, white snow blanketed the grass and road, and judging by the mailboxes, the accumulation was at least a foot deep. A plow truck rumbled by, spraying the end of the driveway with blackened slush.
At that moment, I saw the bumper of the black SUV parked close to the garage door. Struggling for coherent thoughts, I turned and ran to my door. Is he here? West is here?
“Cam?” Logan stood at the foot of the stairs next to a tall, blond
He locked his eyes on mine, wrapping his fingers around my wrist. “I won’t go. I won’t enlist if you just stay with me.”
His words were crushing against my lungs. I struggled to keep my heartbeat even. “ You’d stay for me? ”
“ Yes. ”
Does that change anything? No… I still love West. “I can’t ask that of you.”
“You don’t have to ask.”
I looked down, brushing away the tears. “Let me think. Give me some time.” My betraying words dishonored West in every way. I cringed, gripping my purse. “ Let me think, ” I repeated.
He nodded, brushing his hand over my hair once more before climbing out of the car. Walking around the front, he opened the door for me. I took his outstretched hand, letting him help me to my feet in the driveway. “Do you want me to come in for a while?”
His words were heavy with silent questions. “It’s really late… I’m tired. Is it okay if I just see you tomorrow?”
“I don’t want you to be alone,” he gestured to the house. “I don’t think your dad is home yet.”
“If you come in… I’m just going to sleep, Logan, okay?”
He pressed the button on his keys to lock his car, the brief beeping sound indicating the Camry was secure. “I promise not to kiss you again without asking. Just sleep. I’m going to check some things out online for a while, and try to prepare for 1955. When your dad gets home, or Morgan, I’ll leave.”
I opened the front door with my keys. He followed me in, locking the deadbolt behind him. “Dad?” I called, hoping he’d gotten a ride home and left his car at the VFW.
Logan checked the upstairs, basement, and garage thoroughly. “He’s not here.”
“I’ll text him.” I did, asking him to please call if he needed a ride.
“Go upstairs and go to bed. I’ll just hang out down here.”
“Are you sure?”
“I’m sure.” He crossed the room to the bottom of the stairs, gazing down at me. His dark, curly hair fell in boyish waves against his forehead. “Permission to kiss you, Miss Camden?”
I sighed, exhausted- but amused. “Granted. PG only,” I tapped my cheek with my index finger.
He pressed his lips to my jaw, just next to my ear. I shivered, his warm breath tickling my neck. “ Don’t worry, ” he whispered, wrapping his arms around me.
“ Okay ,” I replied in a sigh, thankful for his company. “ Night, Rush. ”
Once in my bedroom, I walked directly to West’s suitcase and pulled a folded, white dress shirt from the bag. Pressing it to my nose in between movements, I managed to remove my clothes and slip his buttoned shirt over my head without crying. His smell numbed my quickening thoughts. I was asleep before my cheek touched the pillow.
“ …just want her to get some rest .”
“You’re not hearing me, Logan. Wake her up .”
I stirred at the voices outside my bedroom door, confused. My iPhone wasn’t on my nightstand where I normally kept it. What time is it? I moved and sat up, disoriented. Who’s talking?
The window facing the driveway told me that it was light outside. I separated two slats of the plastic mini blinds, blinking at the brightness. Fresh, white snow blanketed the grass and road, and judging by the mailboxes, the accumulation was at least a foot deep. A plow truck rumbled by, spraying the end of the driveway with blackened slush.
At that moment, I saw the bumper of the black SUV parked close to the garage door. Struggling for coherent thoughts, I turned and ran to my door. Is he here? West is here?
“Cam?” Logan stood at the foot of the stairs next to a tall, blond
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