“Don’t you know I fell in love with you on our first date?” “You think just because I don’t say it that it isn’t true?” She brushed away a tear trickling down her face. Before he knew it, he couldn’t get through an hour without thinking about her. When they’d met, he’d told her he wasn’t interested in dating, but she lured him in with her killer body, great sex, and a wicked sense of humor. He didn’t want to hear it and didn’t intend to say it. “Don’t say that, Sela.” He’d told her a long time ago love wasn’t in his vocabulary. He said they needed to talk, only he couldn’t find the words he knew would break her heart. She’d come to surprise him with an anniversary gift, but he’d told her he couldn’t accept it. “You know it’s for the best.” He tried to remain detached by shifting stacks of paper on his desk as an excuse to avoid looking at her. He’d promised himself he would never hurt her. He silently called himself every colorful name that came to mind. “I can’t believe you’re doing this,” she whispered as her blue eyes filled with tears. He’d been prolonging the inevitable for almost a year because saying good-bye to Sela would cut deeper than all of his previous wounds combined. Jaxon knew it was past time to let her go.
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