Page 37 of Destroy (Deadly Hearts 2)

He knows it, I know it. But fuck it.

He presses his lips together, not pushing me and he stands up. “I’ve been putting this off for weeks. If I’m going, I need to go today.”

I stand too. “Go. I’ll miss you, and I’ll be a good girl while you’re gone.”

“I’m counting on it,” he says and tilts my chin up before he plants a light kiss on my lips. I deepen it, giving him what he needs. He accepts it, but doesn’t take it further. He allows me to break it off and step back.

“I love you, Ruby,” he murmurs. “I’ll be back soon.”

I nod and watch him go.

As soon as he closes the door behind him, I practically fly across the bed in my haste to yank the nightstand drawer open to double-check that I saw what I saw before.

Negative.

I breathe a sigh of relief and flop back to the bed, grateful that whatever deity is out there, didn’t choose this moment to fuck with me.

I can keep moving forwards. One step at a time.

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