![]() “Want me to walk you back?” he offered, his voice rough. Standing up, he looked to his left, the direction of my dorm. Then Trevor put his arm around me, hugged me fiercely, so hard my ribs creaked, and let me go. We sat in silence a few more minutes, me trying not to swallow too loudly. With my whole being, with every corpuscle, I wanted him to object. My throat was killing me with unshed tears, my muscles were taut and ready, my pulse was racing. ![]() So maybe we should just get while the getting’s good.” But the last thing I want is to have things be weird between us. ![]() One landed on his hair, and I reached up and took it. The leaves rustled in the breeze, a dozen or so drifting and swirling to the ground. “It’s not that…that I don’t care about you, Chas.” He looked down. He looked at me, his face so terribly serious and grim. ![]() It’s just that there’s too much to lose, don’t you think?” “I think it’s both our faults, okay?” I whispered. ![]()
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