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Fuck! I lost her. I always knew I would, but I thought it would take longer than it did. My chest is tight. I can’t bear the thought of never seeing her again. I thought it was over when I went to see Kaitlyn. I had no clue that she wasn’t fucking Chase. I have to fix this, but I do not know how. She’s right to be angry. I caused the pain in her eyes. All because I couldn’t keep my dick in my pants. Now the woman I’m in love with hates me. She has an excellent reason too.

I check my phone, hoping there’s a message from her. There’s not. Just one from Kaitlyn.

From: Kaitlyn… Wanna fuck?

To: Kaitlyn… No.

Sex is how I always unwind. Not this time. I’m not risking losing her permanently, although I know I probably already have.

My phone rings and it’s Drew. Fuck. She didn’t waste time.

“Hello?”

“What the fuck Jamie?”

“Hello Drew.”

“What the hell did you do to Stella?”

“It’s private.”

“Whatever you did, fix it. You’re both in a contract. Finish the fucking book.”

“I’m trying.”

“Try harder Martin. Try fucking harder. I want this book done.”

“Okay, Drew.”

“Okay?”

“Does she know your feelings about this?” I asked.

“She knows. She is expecting you at some point today.”

“Oh, okay.”

“I don’t care what you have to do to get it done, just get it done. And Jamie, keep your dick in your pants.”

“Got it. I’ll go now.”

I changed into my green button down dress shirt. It’s her favorite. I left the top two buttons undone. I check the mirror as if my appearance could undo what I did. I walk out of my room and head to the elevator, trying to come up with a plan. I’ve got nothing.

I go to Stella’s hotel room feeling more fear than I’ve ever felt. Is she even going to let me in? I knock on the door and my heart is pounding. This could be my chance to make things right. Damn, why did I do this to her?

She opens the door and oh my God, she’s so beautiful. She’s standing there in a blue low cut shirt and a matching blue skirt. She’s got the longest, sexiest legs I’ve seen. Her beautiful brown hair is cascading down her shoulders past her breasts. Her lips are red. My God, I want to kiss her so badly. She snaps me out of my trance.

“Jamie, come in.”

“Can we talk?”

“About the book, yes.”

“Stella, I have to fix this. I fucking love you,” I run my hands through my hair. I’m lost without her. How do you fix something so broken?

“You never answered my question.”

“What question?”

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