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Never Let Me Go: Part 2
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Author: Jessica Gibson
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just want this to be easier.”
    “Stop thinking so much. Just feel.”
    “Easier said than done,” I grumbled.
    “Is it? Tell me this, do you want to be with me?” He stroked a finger along my jaw.
    “Yes,” I breathed.
    “Then why is it so hard for you?”
    “Trust. I don’t know who you are. It’s hard for me to give myself to someone who won’t trust me with who they are. This isn’t about the secret, I don’t even really care about that. This is about me feeling like you don’t trust me.” I fought the urge to cry. I desperately wanted him to understand me. To really get where I was coming from. Secrets were no good for a relationship.
    “Kitten.” His eyes flashed something I didn’t quite understand.
    “I’m here, Logan. That needs to be enough for you right now.” I tipped my lips up for him to kiss. I needed the connection.
    “But I want more. All of you. I won’t settle for less.” He brushed his lips against mine.
    I wanted to tell him that I wanted that, too. That I wanted everything. But I didn’t. Instead, I turned away and stared out the window. I was scared, this was real and messy. It was no longer the fantasy I had built up in my head. He was a real person, a real person with baggage.
    “What are you so scared of?” His tone was soft.
    “So much. Everything. You have your past, and I have mine.” I couldn’t bear to look at him. He always seemed to cut me to the core with just a look.
    “Tell me.” He ran a finger along my cheek.
    “My last relationship before you wasn’t exactly easy. Too many lies, not enough truth. I can’t go through that again. He cheated, a lot. I found at the end he was only with me because I looked good on paper. He told me I was boring, plain vanilla, and men like him needed more excitement in their sex lives. I don’t even know how many women there were.” The sadness returned, as if it was only yesterday and not two years ago. Scott had ruined me, made me hate myself. I didn’t want to bring that into this relationship, but it was hard not to.
    “I’m not like that. I would never cheat on you. Never.” The strength in his voice made me want to believe him. But I had believed Scott once, too.
    “How do I know that?” Tears welled and I wiped at them before they could fall.
    “You’re just going to have to trust me,” he said gently.
    I jerked at the word trust. You had to earn trust. I looked out the window, trying to gather my thoughts.
    “Don’t pull away. At least for tonight, just let me hold you. I need to feel my arms around you. You can go back to being pissed tomorrow.”
    I made the mistake of turning back to look at him. My heart almost stopped. This man, this captain of industry, was begging me to let him in. His smile was a punch to the gut.
    “Just for tonight. Then we really figure this all out. I’m tired of fighting.”
    “I don’t want to fight anymore at all. I just want us to make a fresh start here. I don’t want to keep secrets from you. I’ll do everything I can to be as honest as possible.”
    It felt like we were going in circles. He wanted me, and I wanted everything. I would give him tonight.
    I leaned into him again and let him put a Band-Aid on my worries with his softly spoken words and kisses pressed to my skin.

 
     
     
    IN THE COLD LIGHT OF day things looked bleak. I wanted to hold on to the night we had just spent together. It felt like a goodbye. One last ride before leaving. The more I held on, the more she pulled away. God, was this what it was like to be a chick? I was the one who pulled away, the one who needed space. I was thrown for a loop.
    “I have to go home and change for work.” Grace pulled her jeans on.
    “Can I give you a ride?”
    She shook her head. “I’ll take a cab.”
    “Grace.” I gave her a look that clearly said that was not happening.
    “Fine, give me a ride then.” She huffed out a breath and searched for her shoes.
    I got changed quickly and found her
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