What I Should Have Said (Anchors and Eagles #1)

by R.L. Atkinson

Out of the gloom, a man appeared and stalked slowly toward me like an apparition. A looming, silent hulk who moved with such stealth I was certain that fear itself would be terrified.

“You can tell yourself that, but the only person you’re lying to is yourself. The truth always finds a way out,”

My eyes slipped to the side mirror, where I watched him collapse to his knees in defeat and become smaller and smaller as we drove away.

What I’m trying to say is that I don’t really know what love feels like, but what I felt, and still feel for you, sure seems a lot like what I imagine it to be.

“It took you three fucking days to come find me?” I snapped, hearing some of the men’s suppressed laughter.

“Good thing my favorite part of Boy Scouts was all things involving wilderness exploration.”

“By the way,” he started. “I like that hoodie of yours.” “Yeah, it’s pretty nice and comfortable,” I responded. “Where’d you get it? Because I’ve been trying to find mine for a while that looks exactly like that,” he asked, and I giggled. “I went to a cabin once with this guy that I really like. This was his, and it somehow accidentally ended up in my suitcase,” I groggily answered. “So, can I have it back?” “Can I have my virginity back?”