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¡°Samantha¡¡±
¡°You promised me I¡¯d never be in danger with you,¡± she said. ¡°Then this happens¡¡±
I didn¡¯t know what to do.
¡°I just want to go to work and feel safe, and watch the news with my dad who loves
me, talk to my coworkers about my boyfriend without them being worried,¡± she took a
deep breath. ¡°I don¡¯t want to feel like someone is going to jump me in an alley to see
someone I hardly know¡¡±
The air was caught in my throat as I watched her lick her pillowy pink lips and swallow
before she finished speaking.
¡°I have no idea who you are, Isaac.¡± I wanted to grab her wrists and pull her in close. ¡°I
have no idea what this biker lifestyle that you live is like outside of tonight.¡± I needed to
feel her lips on mine. ¡°And I don¡¯t want to ever find out. I¡¯m sorry but¡ please don¡¯t
contact me again. Please, let¡¯s just pretend none of this happened. I won¡¯t tell a soul, I
swear, but¡ª¡±
¡°No, please, Sam¡ª¡±
¡°Goodbye, Isaac.¡±
Without a single touch, not making contact since she pushed by me before she
operated on Archer, she turned her back to me and entered her car.
I started running to her car window, wanting to make one last plea, any attempt to get
her to reconsider, but less than a few seconds later, her motor was running, and the door
locked. Stopped in my tracks, I felt a pain that was foreign to me fill me with darkness. I
watched her reverse to drive onto the highway, leaving me with nothing but a cold stare
out her passenger window as she drove past me, disappearing into the pink horizon.
¡°No¡¡± I said weakly to no one as I watched where I could last see her, a hopeful part
of me expecting her to turn back around, but I knew that was crazy.
Everything she said was true, I thought as I breathed deeply, my chest actively aching
as I did so. With my hands in my pocket, I trudged toward the back of the Tavern, longing
to see the desert view we saw on our first date. I put her life in danger.
Kicking as many stones as I could while I walked, I continued to deconstruct all my
hopeful thoughts. This was why I didn¡¯t date nice, wholesome girls like Samantha, I
