66. Forgiveness

ZACK

I had just finished off what we had been working on with Damon, and after bidding him farewell, I decided to go to Taylor’s. He had wanted to speak to me earlier but I had been really caught up. We were getting somewhere with this killer. Let’s fucking hope so anyway.

The moment he had mind linked, the urge to just drop everything and run to him had been so damn hard to not do, especially since he had been ignoring me since that day.

Now, what the fuck do I take him? I can’t just go fucking empty-handed… I was not good at this, but there wasn’t anything I could really give him. I stopped at my room to shower, I was a mess and I did not want to go over looking like this.

Once I was done, I pulled on some boxers, some jeans that I took a moment to pick out because, although I found them a tad fucking tight, I knew Taylor always checked me out in them. I smirked, pulling on a graphic tee and leaving the packhouse.

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