Page 37 of Letting You Go


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Bailey: “Yes.”

Jackson: “What do you think about?”

Bailey: “All things. You?”

Jackson: “Come on, Bailey, be more specific. What sort of things?”

Bailey: “I don’t know if I should tell you.

Jackson: You most definitely should tell me.

Bailey: :/ If I must tell you, right now I am wishing you were here. Laying behind me with your arms wrapped around me so I could sleep again.

I looked over my phone and met her eyes as I finished reading the message out loud.

“I’d had a few drinks.”

I scrolled down through the messages. “Did you have a few drinks when you sent me this?” I questioned, showing her the image on my phone. Her cheeks flushed, and she buried her face in her hands when she saw the picture of herself wearing a black bra and panty set that left nothing to the imagination. “You can’t tell me for one second that this was about the fucking wedding.”

“It totally was. I wore that the night of the rehearsal dinner.”

“Is that so? I certainly didn’t see it. It’s a shame you covered it up.” I said, glaring at her.

Finally, she broke my stare, and her eyes lowered to the floor. “Fine, you’re right, I was flirting, but that doesn’t mean I am ready for the pressure of a relationship with you.”

“What pressure? I’ve never pressured you into anything. Ever.” I answered, raising my voice.

“I’m not ready for the pressure of everyone knowing. I’m not ready to hear it from our friends, or from my mother. Do you know I’d been in Sunset Cove less than thirty hours when someone saw me downtown by the station? In a matter of minutes, they’d already called my mother to ask if we were back together. Not to mention, my mother has barely stopped bringing up your name since the morning you brought me home.”

I watched as her chest rose and fell in rapid succession as she sat there watching me. I could see the panic in her eyes. I sat down beside her and placed my hand on her cheek.

“Bailey, no one needs to know. We keep this between us for a little while, to see how things go. We work on us and only us.”

She shook her head. “I don’t know,” she muttered.

“The only pressure that will be there is the pressure you put on yourself. Other than that, there will be none. We can keep it quiet, just between us. We can put all the old shit behind us and just focus on things between us with no outside influence. That way, if we don’t work out, we aren’t hurting anyone else. We just go our separate ways.”

“Are you suggesting we sneak around like a couple of kids?”

I shrugged. I did not know what I was suggesting. But if it meant that I got to work on another chance with the woman I knew I still loved, then I would do damn near anything. “I guess maybe I am.”

Bailey was quiet. I could tell she was thinking about what I’d suggested. A knock on the door tore me away from those gorgeous blue eyes, and I wandered over and took the two cups of coffee from the guy. When I returned to the bedside, Bailey sat there with a small smile on her face.

“Here,” I said, handing her the cup of hot coffee.

“Thank you.” She took the mug from my hand and took a sip, then looked at me. “Do you think we could do that?” she asked as I sat down beside her.

“What, sneak around? I don’t see why we couldn’t. It would make me feel like I’m fifteen again. Remember when I used to sneak into your bedroom window at two in the morning to screw around?” I asked, raising my eyebrows in gest.

“Oh God, don’t remind me of that.” She giggled, a light blush coming to her cheeks. “I still can’t believe that no one heard us.”

“I know.” I chuckled. “I always worried about meeting your mother in the morning, holding a knife, ready to chop my dick off. I’ll tell you, by the time I’d get to the front door, my shirt was soaked from sweat.”

“Mom wouldn’t have done that.” She giggled.

“Never know. However, I am pretty sure your brother may have heard us because a couple of weeks later, he mentioned something to me. Now he would have chopped my dick off.” I chuckled as I thought back to the memory of that night. It was the first time we’d had sex. I could remember kissing her and telling her to be quiet because her brother had been asleep on the other side of the wall and her mother was just down the hall.

“Oh my God, are you serious?” she said, burying her face in her hands once again. “I’m glad you never told me before. I’d of never been able to look him in the face.”

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