It wasn’t like it was the first time we’d shared words like this. But it might have been the first time I wanted to tell him to fuck off. Tell him he didn’t have the first clue what I would really do for her. I glanced at the car sitting in the third bay. What I needed to remember was he was right. I couldn’t have her. Not when I’d already given it all away. My heart thudded an erratic beat. Not unless I could fucking get it back.
