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Her eyes move back to my face, and she immediately covers herself with a bathrobe. “Shall I ask Kristy to make you a sandwich?”

“Why don’t you try. I want to eat something made by your soft hands.”

“You sure?”

“Absolutely,” I reply before turning the shower on.

I hear the door close behind her, and this time, I pick the Misty Night body wash.

After a quick shower, I get dressed. I’m about to put on my jacket when an idea comes to mind. I go back to the shower and smell all her fancy body wash bottles until I pick one up. I’m sure my nerd has some system in place—pink on Monday, blue on Tuesday, and so on. The bottle in my hand is called Red Sun. It smells like how Marr smelled yesterday.

I leave the shower and sift through her laundry basket until I find the blue lacy bra and panties. Next, I open the closet in her room, and after a moment of hesitation, grab her accessory box. Ignoring all the flowery things, I grab the small pearl earrings she wore the first day I met her. I place all the items I collected on her bed.

Marr enters the room, her hands laden with a paper bag—holding my sandwich, I guess—a travel coffee mug, a small bottle of orange juice, and even a chocolate bar.

“I got you backup in case the sandwich turns out horrible.” She drops everything onto the bed. “What’s that?” Her head cocks to the collection I’ve assembled.

“I’m taking some of your things,” I reply as if it’s the most natural thing to steal your girlfriend’s underwear.

“But that’s dirty. Let me get you a fresh pair.” She returns with fresh green lingerie.

I hold her hand as she tries to replace her underwear from my beloved collection. “I want them dirty—smelling of you, not detergent.” My words make her think, and she blushes scarlet.

“What are you thinking, couch girl?” I can feel her rising pulse under my hand. She shakes her head before leaving for the bathroom, taking along the fresh green lingerie.

I’m all packed when she returns, but her hands now hold the pink silk underwear she was wearing moments before.

“Take these. You’ll remember… our last lovemaking whenever you see them.” She holds them out, looking anywhere but at me.

“I don’t think I can forget any of our lovemaking, couch girl. I’m going to miss you real bad.” I hug her tight in my arms.

Timing fucking sucks.

“Zander! I’m sorry to interrupt, but your driver is here,” Kristy hollers from the living room.

I sling the bag over my shoulder before grabbing Marr’s hand and leading her to the living room. “He’s almost an hour late,” I state.

“He was on time. I asked him to grab dinner at the diner across the street and be back in forty-five minutes. I thought you two would like some more time.” The sincerity in Kristy’s voice gratifies me.

“Thank you, Kristy.” I pull her in for a hug before whispering in her ear. “Thank you for everything.”

“Don’t mention it. I’m thrilled to see Rose so happy.”

My heart swells with pride at her words.

I walk out the door with Marr and find Greg waiting for me. I hand him my overnight bag before turning toward my beautiful girl. “I know I’ve said it already, but I’m gonna miss you.”

“Me too, Zander.” Her throat chokes, killing me inside.

If I see tears in her eyes, it’ll be my undoing. I kiss her hard before getting into the car. I don’t look back as the car springs forward.

It feels as if I am leaving a huge part of my heart behind.

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My eyes sting as I watch the receding headlights of Zander’s car. A foreign sensation of loss hits me so hard that it aches. I can’t remember ever feeling like this in the past.

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