Chapter 13 - Cody
 
 Three-and-a-half days of hell. That was the only appropriate description for the time between when Wes walked out of the office after lunch on Thursday, and my arrival at work on Monday morning.
 
 I missed him. The memory of the accidental touch didn’t fade as expected, but increased instead. The ghost impression of his fingers against mine were the core of a growing need.
 
 By the time I left work on Thursday I already missed the smiles he aimed at me when he thought I wasn’t looking. On Friday I found myself seeking out the lingering traces of his scent in the office.
 
 I’d spent the weekend furiously cleaning my apartment, just to keep busy. Every time I paused I had to fight the urge to go to him.
 
 I could see a happy and full life with Wes. My imagination ran wild with thoughts of long nights together, and children running around our home. I wanted it all, but I couldn’t have it.
 
 I couldn’t end up like papa and grandmama. I wasn’t strong enough.
 
 Even my dreams didn’t offer a reprieve, only serving to enhance the fantasies that I couldn’t get out of my head.
 
 “You feeling ok?” Donna asked as I walked in.
 
 “Fine,” I huffed as I shuffled towards my desk.
 
 She sighed, walked over and took her usual spot across from me for our Monday morning meeting.
 
 “How long are you going to fight it Cody?” she asked.
 
 I scowled. “As long as it takes.”
 
 “You know you’re only hurting yourself… and him.”
 
 Somehow mentioning that I was hurting Wes was the unexpected punch to the gut. I didn’t want to hurt him, I just didn’t have a choice.
 
 Nausea churned inside me, and I rushed to the bathroom. I was hurting my alpha; the man I already loved.
 
 I didn’t want to hurt him, but being with me could be worse. My family was cursed. He was safer forgetting about me.
 
 That fact didn’t change how I felt though. I needed my alpha, and the longer I was around him the harder it was to ignore.
 
 I rested my head against the seat of the toilet once my stomach finished emptying itself.
 
 “Cody?” Donna called from outside.
 
 “I’ll be right out…”
 
 She sighed. “Ok.”
 
 I knew what she was going to say, and she was right. I was doing this to myself.
 
 I had to keep fighting though. The pull would always be there, but eventually these symptoms would fade, and maybe he’d be able to move on.
 
 I was ready to be a bachelor for the rest of my life, as long as he could be happy and healthy.
 
 ∞∞∞
 
 “You’re headed up to Billionaire Row now, aren’t you?” Donna asked as I returned to the office after lunch.
 
 “Yeah.”
 
 “Stop by the Kinney place while you’re up there and check the pool. Make sure that it’s not going green again.
 
 I froze. “But…”