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I did always love him. There wasn’t a moment that I didn’t love him. He knows that. He has to know that I still love him; we just simply couldn’t be together. We decided. We decided together. “You said you’d let me go,” I whisper, speaking over my strangled breaths. My gaze never leaves his, even as tears prick my eyes. Not until he answers me. “I changed my mind.”
“I had a really horrible week and I want someone to take me home,” she admits to me, teasingly even, taking her eyes from mine only to pretend to glance around the room for a suitable fuck. Anger simmers with jealousy, but my own need and greed are far more prevalent. “We’ve been friends for a while, Agent Walsh. Is that all we are? Just friends?”
That I’ve wanted her from the first time I saw her.
He’s good to her and I recognize that, but it doesn’t, not for a single moment, mean that I’ll sit back while he plays. We had an unspoken deal. “Had” being the operative word. I now have something I truly desire and no reason not to take it.
I’ve never wanted anything or anyone like I want her and the sick part of me knows it’s because Cody pursued her. It’s a jealousy I haven’t been able to kick.
