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ELI

Three days.

Seventy-two hours.

Four thousand three hundred and twenty minutes until she walks through that door and our world implodes.

I'm sitting at the kitchen table, notebook in front of me, pen in hand. Nick's across from me, coffee going cold in his mug.

We're supposed to be planning what to say to her.

We've been sitting here for forty minutes and the page is still blank.

"Okay." Nick clears his throat. "Let's try again. We sit her down, and we say—"

"Olandria, we need to talk about
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    ELI Three days. We've been living in this bubble for three days and I never want it to end. It's not just the sex—though fuck, the sex is incredible. It's everything else too. Waking up in his bed. Making coffee together in the morning. The way he kisses my shoulder when he walks past. How we've fallen into this easy rhythm like we've been doing this for years instead of days. Right now, I'm sprawled on the couch watching some action movie I'm not really paying attention to. Nick's in his office dealing with pack paperwork. I miss him even though he's just down the hall. That's how fucked I am. My phone buzzes. Text from him: *Stop distracting me.* I grin and type back: *I'm not doing anything.* *You're existing. That's enough.* Heat blooms in my chest. I'm about to respond when he appears in the doorway. "I have patrol in an hour," he says. My stomach sinks. "How long?" "Four, maybe five hours. Western border sweep." "That's forever." He crosses to me,

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    ELI I can't sleep. I lie in my bed staring at the ceiling, replaying everything Nick said. Every word. Every fucking word. "Two days." Like that's all this is. Like I'm nothing. Like we're nothing. My eyes burn but I'm done crying. Now I'm just angry. And hurt. And so fucking tired of wanting someone who won't claim me. When morning light starts filtering through my window, I hear him moving around downstairs. Making coffee probably. Going through his routine like everything's fine. Like he didn't just rip my heart out. I stay in bed. Let him wonder. Let him worry. Footsteps on the stairs. Coming closer. A soft knock on my door. "Eli?" His voice is rough. Like he didn't sleep either. Good. "Please. Open the door. Let's talk." I don't answer. "Eli, come on. I know you're awake." "There's nothing to talk about," I say. My voice sounds dead even to my own ears. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean—" "You didn't mean what?" I sit up, anger flooding back. "To prove

  • LORENZO, MY FATHER'S BEST FRIEND    Sleeping With Her?

    ELI I hear his truck start at 9:30am. I'm at my window, watching him leave. Where is he going? I grab my phone. No messages. Maybe patrol. Maybe pack business. Maybe her. No. He wouldn't. He said he'd handle it. But he said he'd call her, not meet her. I'm being paranoid. I take a shower. Try to wash away the anxiety. But it clings to me. By 11am, he's still not back. I text him: *Where are you?* No response. 11:30am. Nothing. Noon. My chest is getting tight. I call him. Straight to voicemail. Fuck this. I call Lorenzo. "Hey, Eli. What's up?" "Is Nick with you?" "Nick? No, why?" My stomach drops. "He said he had to meet with you this morning. About patrol schedules." Silence. "Lorenzo?" "I haven't seen Nick today. We don't have any meetings scheduled." The phone feels heavy in my hand. "Eli? You okay?" "Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine. Must've gotten my days mixed up." I hang up before he can ask more questions. Nick lied. He fu

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    ELI "Maybe tomorrow we can try again." The words hang between us. His hand is warm in mine. His eyes are hopeful but guarded, like he's afraid I'll take it back. Tomorrow. But tomorrow feels like forever when he's sitting right here, looking at me like I'm the only thing that matters. I'm still angry. Still hurt. But I also miss him. Miss his hands on me. Miss the way he makes me feel when everything else disappears and it's just us. "Actually," I say, tightening my grip on his hand. "Maybe we don't wait until tomorrow." His eyes widen slightly. "Eli—" "You said you'd do anything to make this right." "I did. I will." I stand up slowly, pulling my hand from his. "Then prove it." I walk toward the stairs, feeling his gaze burning into my back. At the bottom step, I look back over my shoulder. He's still sitting there, frozen, like he can't quite believe what's happening. "Show me I matter more than her," I say quietly. "More than your fear. More than anything." That bre

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