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    Change // Chapter 5

    “Yeah, we’ve been over this already,” Shane sighed. “I still think the move’s worth watching.”

    “Because of Nikki Reed?”

    “Have you watched the woman?”

    “I have. She doesn’t reach to ms Kennard’s heals.” I sighed and closed my eyes. “Ms Kennard…” I could feel the tears forming behind my eyes again, just the mere thought of me made me sick with longing, the urge to hold her was so strong and the knowledge that it would never happen, that I would never have her in my arms or kiss her neck or lips was so… unacceptable.

    “Hey – you okay?” Shane stood up and I saw the concern etched into her facial features.

    I nodded and wiped some tears away. “I’m fine.”

    “Look, I have to go now, I’m really sorry, but I don’t think Carmen will appreciate me running late now when she has never done so before. I am not sick of my life, so I really am in a hurry.”

    I laughed. “No problem. Carmen’s really good for you… she has managed to do the very thing thousands of girls dream of – having such an effect on Shane she could persuade her into a relationship.”

    “Not again,” Shane groaned. “Especially now that I have no time to defend myself properly! You’re cruel, Porter.”

    “I’d hurry if I were you,” I smiled. “With that latina temper of hers, things could get pretty ugly if a certain person doesn’t get her ass there soon…”

    Shane smirked and said: “I’ll let myself out.” She went to the door and at the last moment turned around. “You’ll get through all this, Bette. It’s all going to be okay.”

    “We both know that isn’t true. I might find someone else to focus on, but I’ll never get to hold her like I want to… but you’ve got to go. I’m sorry.”

    Shane gave a last smile before disappearing. I sighed and buried my face in my pillows. I couldn’t stop my mind from going to that place where she was here beside me, where I was holding her and devouring her neck. My hands exploring her body eagerly, yet still very aware not to hurt her in any place. And I would probably be on top and kiss her endlessly, my elbows planted next to her face – well, not all the time, because it would be very unhandy to cup a feel in that case.

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