Page 140 of Come Back to Me

And yes, I know you sent me the coffee from my favorite roastery. And yes, I know they don’t do deliveries because I’ve tried before to get them to send to me. And as grateful as I am, you’re still a jerk!

Ooooh, you’ve made me so mad!!!!!

“I regret that. Does that help?”

NO.

No, it doesn’t help.

JERK.

You were suffering when you could have come to me. What about that sounds like something that’d make me feel better? Who deals well with abandonment?

I could have hugged you and made you suffocate in my tits and then you could have given me one of those orgasms that are better than freakin’ fries dipped into milkshakes and we could have been happy.

They call it happily ever after for a reason, Cody!

Instead, you were a JERK, so we’re back to writing letters to each other when you’re down the hall being all hot and I’m not allowed to even look because you don’t deserve my feminine appreciation. I’m so tempted to sneak into your room and dip your hand into warm water tonight.

Juvenile—maybe.

Because I’ve been told that murder comes with a life sentence and they don’t let prisoners have instruments so I can’t go to jail.

“My reasons at the time were logical, but I now see that I was the opposite of logical back then.

My logic was skewed, and because of it, I might have lost the best thing to ever happen to me.”

At least you recognize that I’m the best thing that happened to you!

That’s some solace, I suppose. You’re a jerk, but not stupid, and you know how I feel about stupid men.

You just came through the front door—I can hear Callan talking to you. You’re lucky that I’ve decided a life of crime isn’t for me, otherwise I’d shove this letter down your throat!

“Do you know, some days, when I was on base, I’d stare at the ceiling and think about you?”

NO. I DIDN’T KNOW THAT BECAUSE YOU DIDN’T TELL ME, JERKY MCJERKFACE.

“On the dark days, I’m pretty sure you were the only thing that got me out of bed.”

OOOOhhh. I’M EVEN MADDER NOW.

Why did you toss me out of your life like I was trash then?!

I don’t understand you. You really are from Jupiter and I’m clearly from Venus. Venus obviously comes with health benefits and beaches and no blizzards and there are NO MEN ALLOWED.

“You were the only one I could tell about my struggles with being in the Air Force.

You never judged me.

Your black and white view of things forced me to get straight to the heart of the matter.”

So why didn’t you think I could help you through whatever you were dealing with?

Instead, you made me feel like trash when I was the solution to your woes.

You’re daring to laugh with Colt in the kitchen when I want to shake you.

“I kept all your letters, but I know them verbatim anyway.”

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