Page 4 of Mile High Contract


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I swallow hard and try to maintain my composure. “I won’t see my brother for six years?”

Rubbing his thumb along the top of my hand, he says, “He could parole early for good behavior. And you can visit him.”

“I’m going to pray he gets less time. Or none at all. He didn’t do it on purpose! It was an accident. A dumb mistake.” I shake my head.

“A mistake that took a young woman’s life,” he says gently. “No way he’s not going to do time. I just want to prepare you. I offered him my attorney, but he refused. It would have been a waste of money, anyway. They make an example out of these types of cases.”

I nod, knowing he’s right. I lift my eyes to his and he’s staring at me intently.

There’s something between us now that feels different from when we were kids. Well, when I was a kid. A young teen with a crush on my older brother’s best friend. The shy looks and giggles with my BFF as he would take off his shirt while playing street hockey in the road. Or soccer. Or basketball. Whatever they were doing.

No. This here is intensity. This stare-off is making me feel things between my legs I hadn’t felt before.

“Want to get out of here?” he whispers.

I nod absently as I stare at him, probably with my mouth open. “Yeah.”










TWO

Taryn

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Carter walks me upto my third-floor condo. At the door, he grabs my hand, rubbing it to impart warmth. The icy Colorado wind blows a small snowdrift up onto my welcome mat and swirls around our feet.

“Are you going to invite me in?” he asks, those eyes piercing me once again.

“Um, do you want to come in?” I ask, feeling shy and nervous but biting back a smile.

He gently grabs the keys from my hand. “Here, let me.” He unlocks and opens the door and indicates for me to go in.

“I’m gonna stay with you for a while, okay? I don’t think either of us should be alone.” He closes and locks the door, then sets my keys on my dining room table.

“Sit,” he says, pointing to my second-hand sofa.

I obey and watch as he rummages through my cabinets. “Do you want coffee?”

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