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He moves above me and spreads my legs.

Resting his weight on his elbows on each side of me.

“We are so good together Stella.”

He gently pushed himself inside of me.

Reaching up, I touched his face, trying to ease his pain.

“Jamie, I love you.”

He lowers his head to kiss me in a kiss that can only be described as begging. It was as if he was begging me to change my mind about a long distance relationship or moving to California. I wanted to, but just couldn’t.

As he continued thrusting into me slowly, I put my feet on each of his shoulders, forcing him deeper into me. Holding my thighs together with his hands he started moving faster.

“Jamie, yes. I’m going to come.”

“Eyes open, Stella.”

As I felt myself going higher and higher, I locked eyes with him, staring into his eyes as I started my orgasm.

“Jamie. Fuck. I love you. Fuck.”

“You are so fucking beautiful.”

He calls out my name. It’s my turn to watch him come. God he’s gorgeous.

Pulling out of me he says, “We should get some sleep.” Kissing me on the forehead, he pulls me into his arms. “Fuck. I’m going to miss you Stella.”

* * *

The next morning brings me a different Jamie. I try to kiss him but he pulls away.

“Get dressed so I can take you back.”

“Jamie.”

“Stella, please do what you’re told for once. We’ve talked. There’s nothing left to say.”

“Okay.”

We silently get dressed. Jamie, as I know him, is gone. Cold and distant. We drove all the way back to Las Vegas with very few words said. Maybe he’s not waiting to end things. He drops me off at the hotel. What the hell?

“I’ll see you later Stella.”

I look at him in confusion.

“I love you Jamie.”

“Do you? I’m supposed to believe that? Stella, if you loved me, you wouldn’t have already decided it’s over. You’d want to make it work.”

“Jamie.”

“It’s fine. We will write the last three chapters and then we’ll be done. You can say your fucking favorite words to say. Bye Stella. I’ll be back later to write.”

“Bye.” I get out of the car with my heart already breaking. I don’t know what’s worse. Me hurting him or the pain I feel in my chest right now. I want to make it work, but I don’t see any way. I don’t want a long distance relationship. I don’t think I could handle it. I made my way to my hotel room, feeling lost. I open my door and sink into the couch. I pull out my phone.

To: Jamie… I love you so much. Please don’t say that I don’t. It hurts me. Where did you go?

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