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“You’re welcome," I tell him with a smile. “So, I was thinking today when I went to get this food that I didn’t know if you had any food allergies or even your favorite food…”

He chuckles, “No food allergies and my favorite food is a bacon cheeseburger, but I do like tater tots better than fries.”

“Good to know," I tell him, and he looks up at me and I can see him studying me before he speaks.

“You know I think we should go on a date," he announces.

“A date?” I ask, and he just nods. “Aren’t we a little past the dating phase.”

He reaches over and traces my cheek bone with his thumb. “No were never past that pretty girl.”

“Okay. When is this date going to happen?” I ask him.

“How about tomorrow?” I must make a face because he asks, “What’s wrong with tomorrow?”

“Remember when I told you that Farrah had an idea about our living situation. Well, she found us a two bedroom and she was going to see if we could move in tomorrow, so I was actually hoping I could use these muscles of yours," I tell him while attempting to wrap a hand around his bicep.

“You guys already found a place?” He asks sounding a little disappointed.

I nod but I can tell something is bothering him. “That’s good right? I mean I’ll be out of your hair soon.”

He takes my face in his hands. “You are never in my hair and if you are I want you there but yes you can borrow my muscles. We’ll do the date later this week.” Then before I can speak, he’s kissing me but there seems to be something desperate andpassionate about it. I feel my body start to tingle all over and before we get carried away, I pull back and stand up.

“I have a therapy session. I’ll see you at home boyfriend," I tell him before walking away.

“Wait! So, you just eat, take advantage of me then leave?” He hollers at me.

I turn back and see that trouble making smile on his face and I shake my head. “Take advantage ofyou, why Mr. James you should be so lucky," I tell him before blowing him a kiss and heading to my car.

Chapter 21

Londynn

When I pulled into Spirit, I was unsure of how the session would go. However, it was clear that by the end of it that Dr. Thorton was very happy with me. He said I had grown more in the last month than ever before. It made me feel like I could take my first deep breath. I knew a lot of the changes had to do with Jagger, he made me happy and free. As I was heading back to the car Farrah called to let me know that we were all set to move into the new place tomorrow. It was bittersweet. I loved being in Jagger’s arms at night, his arms keeping me warm and inhaling his smell but at the same time I knew I couldn’t stay there forever. It was too soon for us to more or less live with one another. Not to mention he already had to share the house with other people, but I would miss him at night.

As I pulled up to Jagger’s family’s house, I knew I now faced a new dilemma. How to get the rest of my things from my parent’s place to the one I would now be sharing with Farrah. I didn’t want a run in with my parents. I mean I loved them, I always would but being around them set my anxiety into fits and I just couldn’t deal with that right now. I did the last thing I knew to do. Reluctantly I scrolled through my contacts until I saw his name. He answered on the fifth ring, and he sounded like he was out of air.

“This better be good…” He said.

“I need a favor and hoping you won’t be an ass about it," I told him then held my breath while waiting for his answer.

After what seemed like forever he finally spoke, “I don’t do favors.”

I released the air I had been holding. “You know you use to be a good person. You used to do anything for me, for Farrah too. What happened to that guy?”

I hear what sounds like sheets rustling and a sliding glass door opening then closing. “You sound happy.”

“I am. Farrah and I are getting are own place and I’m seeing Jagger now.”

A hard, sarcastic laugh comes through the phone. “I knew that James brother was into you. I think I can guess your favor since you’re getting your own place with Farrah. You need your things collected.”

“Yes, I do. Please," I plead with him.

I hear him sigh then finally he said, “Fine. I’ll go first thing in the morning. Text me the address of where they should be delivered.”

“Thank you!” I exclaim. “I’ll send you the information now.”

“And Londynn?” He pauses to make sure I’m paying attention. “I’monlydoing this because you sound happy, and I think it’s good for you.”

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