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Her smile flashes behind my eyelids. The way she bites her bottom lip to suppress it. The way she tucks her blonde hair behind her ear when she blushes. Or how her eyes light up when she laughs.

A gut-wrenching sob breaks free. I hit the steering wheel again, accidentally triggering the wipers. Up until now, I’ve dealt with the pain the only way I know how—balls deep in women I can’t remember the names of, but I can’t keep these emotions locked up inside of me any longer. Not even if I try.

Sam, the girl Emily saw me with, is the first girl I’ve allowed into my bed more than once. I’m not in love with her, but she’s safe. She’s easy-going and good in bed. Most importantly, she can’t hurt me because I don’t feel that way about her. Unlike Emily…

I recall the moment when Emily shouted my name in the corridor that day. The instant ache in my chest. How I froze up. It floored me to see her again until that guy, Landon, wrapped her up in his arms.

My insides twist.

“Are you like a thing or?”

“We’re keeping it casual.”

The thought of his hands all over her naked body and her moans in his ear makes me feel sick. Urgh, why the fuck am I crying in my car like a fucking baby while some other guy is fucking my girl?

Dallas has no problem putting the past behind her, so why do I struggle to do the same?

Wait. My girl?Shit, after all this time, I still think of her as my girl.

I groan and rub my palms over my face. Enough is enough. I need to find Emily and sort this mess out one way or another.

I can’t do this anymore.

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