so I could explain what happened.” I moved closer to Morgan and looked up at him. I got caught up in my old feelings for Tim and was close to making a mistake. Sure, I could go back to Tim but who's to say that it would be any different this time around. He would just up and leave again. He clearly wasn’t the type to settle down, so why would I be the one to change that? I wasn’t. If I didn’t see where things with Morgan went, though, I would always wonder what if. Taking hold of Morgan’s hand, I ignored Tim saying my name and lead Morgan through the room and out the door. I had to walk away from Tim now, or I would never be strong enough too.
CHAPTER TWELVE
Ghost
Watching Maddie walk out of that door was one of the most painful things I have ever experienced. It fucking sucked to be honest. Seeing the woman, I loved walking hand in hand with another guy was like a knife to the chest. Especially when said guy had been caught a few hours earlier doing just what he was accusing us of doing. I wanted to grab him and beat the living shit out of him. Sadly, though, I had Maddie in mind. Learning this news like that wasn’t how she should find out. It was bad enough I was going to hurt her when I told her, but I had to tell her. Didn’t I?
Sitting back down in the chair, I ran my hands over my face. I wasn’t going to give her up without a fight. There was no way that I was letting him get my girl. I had to remember though, I was here for work. A bad reference from someone like Morgan Young could do my firm more harm than good. Oh, who was I kidding? I’d fucked that up the second he saw me defend Maddie down in the gym. Letting out a sigh, I pushed myself back to my feet and moved into the room again. Pulling my shirt over my head, I threw it in my open suitcase and stripped down to nothing.
Entering the bathroom, I turned on the hot water and stepped in underneath it. The hot water would help me think. Resting my head against the cool tiles, I let the hot water wash over me and try to work out the knots in my shoulders. Closing my eyes, my mind drifted to Maddie, and how much I would love for her hands to be running over my back and shoulders. Her delicate fingers working out the knots for me before I showed her just how much I missed her.
Running my own fingers over my neck, I dug them into my shoulder and squeezed and kneaded the muscles. I could call Jasmine back. Maybe she could talk some sense into Maddie for me. She was the only one Maddie would ever listen to about this kind of thing, and she clearly didn’t want them together any more than I did.
Michael would be no help to me. He would rather see her alone than with me. Hannah, on the other hand, was another one I could call and talk too. I would have to get her number off Jas, though. No one from my side would be any good. I barely spoke to Ma and the Ass. I had no idea where my brother was stationed these days. My sister was travelling Europe and had changed all her numbers again. Much like me, she basically cut all ties with Ma and the Ass when we were old enough, and we have been doing our own thing. Matty was always the ass kiss though and just want to please Daddy. Dad was too busy busting my balls to care what Matt was doing. Thinking about it now though, I am surprised that Matt turned out as normal as he did. He could have rebelled and gone off the rails, but he proved his worth and was now closing in on dad’s rank.
Shaking my head from thoughts of my family, I thought about my best mates, Gunner and Trigger. Both names they’d been given in the Army while we were all stationed in Afghanistan. Trigger, or Blake as he is more commonly known as, was the first person I met. A fellow Army brat who had to follow after his dad until we were shipped off to boarding school and out of the way. Unlike me though, Trigger actually wanted to do it. His dad had died a couple of years before I’d met him, and in a way, he wanted to
CHAPTER TWELVE
Ghost
Watching Maddie walk out of that door was one of the most painful things I have ever experienced. It fucking sucked to be honest. Seeing the woman, I loved walking hand in hand with another guy was like a knife to the chest. Especially when said guy had been caught a few hours earlier doing just what he was accusing us of doing. I wanted to grab him and beat the living shit out of him. Sadly, though, I had Maddie in mind. Learning this news like that wasn’t how she should find out. It was bad enough I was going to hurt her when I told her, but I had to tell her. Didn’t I?
Sitting back down in the chair, I ran my hands over my face. I wasn’t going to give her up without a fight. There was no way that I was letting him get my girl. I had to remember though, I was here for work. A bad reference from someone like Morgan Young could do my firm more harm than good. Oh, who was I kidding? I’d fucked that up the second he saw me defend Maddie down in the gym. Letting out a sigh, I pushed myself back to my feet and moved into the room again. Pulling my shirt over my head, I threw it in my open suitcase and stripped down to nothing.
Entering the bathroom, I turned on the hot water and stepped in underneath it. The hot water would help me think. Resting my head against the cool tiles, I let the hot water wash over me and try to work out the knots in my shoulders. Closing my eyes, my mind drifted to Maddie, and how much I would love for her hands to be running over my back and shoulders. Her delicate fingers working out the knots for me before I showed her just how much I missed her.
Running my own fingers over my neck, I dug them into my shoulder and squeezed and kneaded the muscles. I could call Jasmine back. Maybe she could talk some sense into Maddie for me. She was the only one Maddie would ever listen to about this kind of thing, and she clearly didn’t want them together any more than I did.
Michael would be no help to me. He would rather see her alone than with me. Hannah, on the other hand, was another one I could call and talk too. I would have to get her number off Jas, though. No one from my side would be any good. I barely spoke to Ma and the Ass. I had no idea where my brother was stationed these days. My sister was travelling Europe and had changed all her numbers again. Much like me, she basically cut all ties with Ma and the Ass when we were old enough, and we have been doing our own thing. Matty was always the ass kiss though and just want to please Daddy. Dad was too busy busting my balls to care what Matt was doing. Thinking about it now though, I am surprised that Matt turned out as normal as he did. He could have rebelled and gone off the rails, but he proved his worth and was now closing in on dad’s rank.
Shaking my head from thoughts of my family, I thought about my best mates, Gunner and Trigger. Both names they’d been given in the Army while we were all stationed in Afghanistan. Trigger, or Blake as he is more commonly known as, was the first person I met. A fellow Army brat who had to follow after his dad until we were shipped off to boarding school and out of the way. Unlike me though, Trigger actually wanted to do it. His dad had died a couple of years before I’d met him, and in a way, he wanted to
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