Page 29 of Melt for Me (The Last Snow of the Season 1)

Chapter Eighteen

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Milly

I wake slowly but with a smile on my face. It’s not until I realize Jag isn't in bed with me that the smile fads away. I reach out for the side of the bed he was laying on but it's no longer warm. I roll and look for him in the bathroom. The door is open but I can't find Jag anywhere in the room.

I try to control my wild thoughts and crazy worries. He didn't just leave me. He didn't go as far away from the bed as he can because it was the worst sex he has ever had in his life. He’s not going to tell me how bad I was considering it was my first time and everyone's bad the first time. Besides, I'm in his house. It’s not like he can leave me and I never see him again.

It doesn't matter what I say. The worry -the fear- is still there. I crawl off the bed and realize just how tender everything is. Muscles I didn't realize I even had ache but it's a good ache - like too much exercise kind of ache. I grab one of his shirts and pull it on as I pad to the bedroom door that is closed.

I crack the door open just a bit, but the house is still and quiet. I make my way down the hall looking in all the rooms I come to but don't find him anywhere. Finally, I come to the kitchen and spot a note lying on the island.

Milly,

We found out who broke in. I wanted to wake you, but you looked so comfortable, and I did wear you out last night after you had such a traumatic experience. Sorry. There is a casserole in the stove and soda in the fridge. Make yourself at home -because it's YOUR home now. I'll be back as soon as I can.

Love,

Jag

He wrote 'love' in the note. Yeah, I know I should care more about the fact that they found out who broke in, but it can't hold a candle to the fact that he wrote love in the note. To me. I hold the note to my chest and the grin comes back to my face. I'm not sure how long I stand at the island looking like an idiot holding this piece of paper up to my chest but eventually, I turn around looking for the stove. My belly rumbles reminding me that I haven't eaten since yesterday around lunch. I was too upset to eat dinner yesterday.

Just as I find the damned thing there is a loud sound in another room. Maybe it's the door and Jag is home. I turn around and start walking to the sound when I’m met with something that stops me dead. Standing in the living room, walking towards me is one of the girls from the cabin. The one sleeping in the bunk bedroom. The one from the library.

What is she doing here? What's her name again? Krissy? Before I can ask her what she's doing in Jag's house she's raising her arm and pointing a gun at me.

"Oh my God!"

"I'm sorry, Milly. I really am. I like you but I can't go to jail for that bitch."

"What?" I probably sound dumb and slightly gobsmacked but I can't help it. Slowly I take in what she is wearing. She's dressed all in black and looks like she is about to go break into someplace. Then her words finally sink in, "Wait! You killed Tinsley?"

She gives me a nod.

"You killed Tinsley!" Holy shit! It was a girl! Not to sound sexist or anything. "But why? I always thought it was a spurned lover of hers. Not that you can't be a spurned lover of course."

"You want to know why I put a bullet in that bitch's brain? Because of what she did to me! Because of what she took from me!"

I'm afraid to ask what she took from her. I don't want to set her off more.

"She took the only man I ever loved. She slept with the man that was meant for me! That bitch slept with the only man I could ever see myself with and she didn't even remember!"

Oh shit! That would suck!

"She went around bragging about it but then a year later she doesn't remember who I am or what she did! What kind of sick bitch goes around ruining lives and doesn't even remember!?"

I don't have an answer for that. "That's awful."

"Right? God, I really don't want to have to kill you. We could have been such good friends."

"Why exactly do you have to kill me?"

"Because Milly, you found the note I wrote to that Bitch the first day we were at the cabin."

I think back and can't think of finding anything. "What...note?"

"The note I put in her room the first night at the cabin. I took it back the night I shot her but got scared that if they tossed the rooms they would find it so I hid the damn thing in the library."

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