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I try to get it under control, but Goose scoots closer to me.

“Space, Goose.”

“Just let me hold you for a minute. I miss you.”

I couldn’t play these games anymore... but maybe, just for this one minute, I could give in. After this, I would put distance between us. One time couldn’t hurt, right?

Giving in, I let Goose pull me into his chest. I sigh as he kisses my forehead. His entire body goes from tensed to relaxed as I rub slow circles on the back of his hand.

I did that. I still have some kind of power over him...

“I really don’t like Ellie Jo. Everything just seems so off with her.”

“I know, babe. She was trying to get me to walk away from the club. Talks about living in some fairytale world. It’s insane. We’re not even together! I’ve never taken her on a date or anything, Bambi. It’s all just creepy.”

I nod in agreement. “Joker thinks so, too. He asked if she had a crush on you in school, but I couldn’t remember.”

“She was gone by high school. Ellie Jo has always been weird, so I never really paid her any attention. I want to post a Prospect outside your apartment though. Something just feels off. I don’t want her showing up here and bothering you.”

I snuggle up to Goose while he gently rubs my back. “That’s fine with me. Zane is a sweet kid and very respectful. Could he watch over me?”

Goose nods. “Sure, babe. I like him. Listen... I’m sorry about everything that has happened lately. I just... I don’t know how to deal with you ignoring me.”

I look up at him, “Well, it’s simple. Just treat me with respect.”

“I know. I’m just this broken kid inside and don’t know what to do.”

“That’s not an excuse, Goose. You want me, then you don’t. Then run off with anything with a pair of tits. But as soon as somebody else looks at me, you get all pissy. That’s not okay.”

He shakes his head, “I just have so many fucked up feelings. I don’t know how to get past them.”

“Then start with showing me how you truly feel about me.”

Goose gazes down at me and kisses the corner of my mouth. Taking my hand in his, he leads me down the hallway to my bedroom. Goose turns me so I’m up against my door and kisses down my neck.

“Fuck, baby. I’ve missed you so much.”

“I didn’t mean like this. Use your words.”

He laughs as he nips my collarbone.

“I’ve never been good with words. Why do you think I’m the enforcer? I’m good with my hands,angel.”

I quietly moan as he runs his hands down my sides and pushes down my fishnet stockings.

He goes to lift my shirt dress when his phone rings. Leaning his forehead against mine, he grabs it and ignores the call, throwing his phone on my bed.

“I just want to start fresh with you. No more bullshit. I’m gonna change, Bambi. Nobody is going to interrupt this. Now, strip and let’s start this all over.”

I hesitate and Goose places his finger under my chin, lifting my eyes to meet his. “Bambi, what’s wrong?”

Sighing, I pull my stockings back up. “If we are going to start fresh, I need to tell you about graduation day.”

Goose goes from relaxed to angry in a matter of seconds. “No. Fuck no, Bambi. I don’t want to hear this shit. What’s done is done. Why can’t you leave it in the past?”

“It needs to come out, Goose! Nobody knows, and I thought MAYBE I could tell my best friend and the man I’m in love with, but I was wrong again.”

He paces my bedroom. “Why? Why do we need to talk about it? It’s in the past. Just leave it there.”

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