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My future.
Even the loneliness and self-loathing that I've been carrying is slowly being chipped away.
And most of that comes down to a certain broad-shouldered, super-messy Aussie vet.
It's been three weeks since he came home from work and told me he'd officially nixed Operation Get Locky Laid with the gang.
Three weeks of clearing our schedules so we can hang out together more.
Three weeks of Locky helping me out at the shelter, cooking dinner together, playing with the kittens (who are growing up way too fast), and snuggling on the couch watching TV.
Three weeks of the most unbelievable, toe-curling, mind-bending, soul-destroying sex ever. Seriously, the human body was not programmed to receive so much pleasure. That channel clench thing he does? Pure. Fucking. Bliss.
I should be over the moon.
Happier than I've ever been.
And Iamhappy.
But…there's a problem.
A problem called me.
There's no way this can last. Let's face it, I won't be able to keep up this nice guy version of myself. Because when I fall, I fall hard, and then I make big mistakes that take years and years to fix.
I'm falling for Locky. There's no doubt about it. And for whatever reason, I haven't started fucking up… Yet. I've somehow been able to control myself. Nearly punching Bailey's lights out is the closest I've come to losing it.
So far.
But it's only a matter of time before I erupt and do something that will derail my life and ruin whatever this thing between me and Locky is. My lack of self-control has done so much damage in the past, I'm scared it's going to destroy my life again.
"So, you know?"
I look up. Bishop's standing next to me. When did he get here? He leans over and gently pats Chandler who gives an approving stretch and mew. I came here to hang with these guys and take my mind off things.
"Know what?"
"Wait. So you don't know?"
I groan. "Just spit it out."
"Have you spoken with Fulton?"
"No. Why?"
"Oh. Thought you had judging by how pissed you're looking."
"I'm not pissed. This is my thinking face."
Bishop grins. "Explains why I didn't recognize it."
I shake my head and extend my finger for Joey to lick. "It's a good thing I'm bringing these guys up to be non-violent, otherwise I'd be smacking you on the head for being so goddam vague. What are you talking about? Is something wrong with Fulton?"
"No, he's fine…"
There's a but coming.
"Buthe mentioned he was planning on talking to you about…"
