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my head, and I cringed at it. The nightmares would come now, just like they always did when I heard his name, or even thought it. I swallowed, shaking my head before getting out of the car without a word. He was right. I knew it, but I hated that he saw it. I fumbled with the keys and opened the door to my apartment before looking over my shoulder at him. He stood outside the car looking at me as if he didn’t know if he should follow.
    “You coming in?”
    He nodded.
    “I’m sorry I upset you—this must all seem so strange to you…some first date,” he finally said once he was inside.
    I tossed my keys on the entry table with my press pass and camera before turning to face him.
    “It’s the truth. I don’t write anymore…I let him win,” I answered, ignoring the fact this was all quite strange. It felt so right, though, that I wasn’t focusing on questioning it. I’d spent the last five years of my life in the dark and Evan seemed to be the light that had appeared in a moment’s time.
    Evan pulled me into his arms, moving my hair away from my neck.
    “Don’t let him win…” his voice cracked as his breath rushed over my bare skin, causing goose bumps to crawl up my neck as he kissed it. “Please… he never deserved you.”
    In that moment I made the decision without a second thought. If this was all I ever got from him—if this was the only moment I would ever have with him—I would memorize it. His kisses trailed up my neck and to my lips as we moved to the bedroom. There were parts of me that wondered if he did this with girls in every city he was in, but his words echoed in my mind, proving he didn’t. When we reached my platform bed he gently pulled me beneath him, the weight of his body warming my skin as I kissed his neck with my hands running over the muscles of his back. I took a deep breath, and he looked down at me with a smile before rolling to the side of me.
    “Do you think I’m a slut?” I asked, suddenly aware of where this could have been going.
    He pulled me into his arms so my head was resting on his chest and kissed my hair.
    “I don’t think kissing someone is slutty.” He laughed, his fingers running over the bare skin of my arms in a playful movement.
    “Good, because that’s all you’re getting,” I replied, looking up at him.
    He caressed my cheek before kissing me again. “That’s all I wanted.”
    “How much time do we have left?” I asked as I cuddled closer to him.
    “About an hour,” he replied, his voice thick with regret.
    We remained quiet; both staring out the sliding doors that lined my bedroom wall to the lake beyond my apartment as stars began to dance across the water.  His hands ran through my hair and down to the small of my back as he began to softly sing.  
    My phone woke me singing his song, and I was convinced that the night had been dream—except the name appearing on the screen said Evan and there was a picture of him kissing me on my forehead as I slept.
    “Hello?”
    “Hey, I’m sorry—I just couldn’t bear to wake you up.”     Evan’s voice came through the phone and cut into my heart.
    “I wish you didn’t have to go…” I whispered and it was painful to admit it.
    “I didn’t want to either, but my phone was almost blown up by my band mates wondering where the hell I was. I didn’t want them to call out a search party,” he explained, and the smile in his voice made me sigh.
    “Fine, you’re forgiven—but I never made you copies,” I said as I sat up and saw my camera on the desk next to my bed. There were plenty of copies strewn across the area.
    “I made some for myself while you slept,” he explained, and I heard someone making kissing noises in the background. “My manager wants permission to use them for our Facebook.”
    “What?” I was suddenly fully awake.
    “Yeah, it turns out everyone agreed with me that you’re an amazing photographer—”
    “Not to mention gorgeous!” someone added in the