Page 3 of Crave
“What are you doing these days?”
My lips wanted his, and I could sense that his wanted mine. But I wished I’d never run into Jamison Cox, because there could be no future for us as a couple. It was apparent that he was still working for his father, Boomer, who was a bad man and a foe of my family. I couldn’t be stupid. Jamison’s father would have been happy if my brother and I had gone to prison for something we hadn’t done. To Boomer, that would have been a win. But was that the real reason I was afraid to let my heart get attached to him again? I didn’t know.
“Good seeing you. Take care of yourself, Jamison.” I quickly turned my back on him and walked away as fast as I could, trying not to run.
“Bryn?” he called.
I wanted my feet to keep shuffling, but they stopped and turned me around. We stared at each other.Why do I want to cry? Why does my heart feel shattered by him for a second time?
He rubbed the back of his neck. “See you around.”
See me around?He would never see me again. I would make sure of that. So without another word, I turned my back on Jamison Cox and finished making my escape.
