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hiding his true feelings away.
    He’d changed since he’d come back from Daytona. He didn’t have to tell me—I could read his emotions as easy as I could read my own.
    Tonight felt different. I felt his love pouring out through his kiss. I sensed him losing himself in me…in this moment and us. Rarely did I see sadness in his eyes, but tonight, it was etched across his face.
    Is he in danger?
    The thought of losing him, having him ripped from my life, had me in a panic.
    What if he vanishes?
    No one had shown me love until Blue had entered my world. I had been drawn to him; unable to stop the silent pull he had over me. I’d given in and opened my heart to him.
    Tears began to sting my eyes as he removed my clothing. I blinked a couple of times, pushing my sadness away.
    This isn’t the end, is it?
    Blue wouldn’t just abandon me. He wasn’t that type of guy.
    Who the fuck was I kidding? I’d spent my life inside the MC. I wasn’t a club whore or old lady, but I had been brought into the fold at an early age. I knew how women were treated, their value minimal at best. Blue seemed different, though, and that was the reason I had given him my body—and, ultimately, my heart.
    Standing before him naked, I removed his clothing bit by bit and savored the feel of his skin, taking mental pictures of his body and locked the memories away. Even if it were the last night I’d spend with him, I’d look back on our time together with nothing but happiness.
    He’d shown me that love was possible—and that I was worthy of it. I wasn’t a piece of trash to be ogled by anything with a prick.
    It’s easy to forget your value when you’re paid to take your clothes off. I’d become an object to men, and I’d started to believe it.
    That was until he’d made me feel more.
    I deserved a happily-ever-after. I wanted the fairytale I’d been sold as a child.
    Blue carried me to the bed, gently laying me down against the mattress. Sliding his hands down my skin, he nestled between my legs, staring down at me as if soaking in the memory just as much as I was.
    Crouching over me, he rubbed the tip of his cock against my wetness, sliding in easily. Air escaped me as he seated himself inside me, filling me with a delicious stretch only he could deliver. Without thinking, I wrapped my legs around his torso, drawing him deeper inside. Burrowing my face into his neck, I held tightly to him, holding my body against his.
    His hands drifted down my back, leaving a trail of heat as he slipped them under my ass. Cupping my cheeks, he shifted my bottom, giving him better access. I moaned, digging my face deeper into his neck, feeling my body shake in his arms.
    “Blue,” I whispered against his neck, feeling his pulse beat rapidly beneath my lips.
    “Roxy,” he moaned, thrusting into me in a slow rhythm, stroking my depths.
    I wanted to profess my love, beg him to be mine, and ask for him to never leave me, but I didn’t. If he didn’t say the words back, I’d be crushed.
    Cradling his face in my hands, I watched him come undone. As his weight collapsed on top of me, I snaked my arms around him, feeling the heaviness against me.
    He’d forever changed me. There was no looking back. Even if he walked out of my life right then, I’d have to figure out how to dust myself off and move forward without him.
    It was easier said than done. I knew it even as I thought it.
    We usually laughed, teased, and the conversation was easy. Tonight, however, there was a silence that was more deafening than I could bear.
    Rolling onto his back, he slid his arm underneath me and pulled me to his side. I propped myself up on my elbow, resting my head in my hand, and stared down at him.
    “Sleep, baby,” I whispered, tickling his chest with my nails as I traced the contours of his pecs.
    The sheet was draped around his waist, small peeks of hair sticking out above the white cotton. He closed his eyes, but I didn’t dare. I didn’t want to waste a