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“Thanks,” I mumble as I get dressed and follow him downstairs.

“Just going to your apartment?” He asks me as we head outside to his Jeep. “Or do you want to stop for breakfast?”

“No, just my apartment.”

“Are you sure? You have to eat,” he says, and annoyance prickles at my skin.

“I’m sure.”

He starts the Jeep and we head towards my apartment in silence. His words stick with me, and it isn’t until he’s dropped me off and I’m standing in my apartment that it hits me why.

He’s bossing me around just like my mom used to. He acts like he knows better than me, like what he wants is more important.

I look down at the clothes that I didn’t even want to borrow and frown. Was I warmer in them? Yes, but I had said that I didn’t need to wear his stuff. Then, I just let him bulldoze me.

I’m mad at myself for not standing up to him, but I’m also mad at Townes for bossing me around.

My phone buzzes and I pull it out, scowling when I see that it’s from Townes.

Townes:I’m at Nosh. I’ll pick you up something to eat and drop it off in a bit.

Mira: That’s okay. I have stuff here.

Townes: It’s no problem. See you soon.

I want to scream,but I settle for gritting my teeth and tossing my phone onto the counter. I pace back and forth around my small living room.

It’s been almost two years since I left my mom’s house, and I’m sure that the anniversary is bringing up old feelings too, but I can’t shake the annoyance and anger I’m feeling about Townes’s behavior.

I head into my room to shower and get changed, hoping that helps calm me down. It does. For a bit.

“Hey, breakfast is here,” Townes says as I’m drying my hair.

I scream, ducking away from him in shock.

“Shit! You scared the crap out of me,” I tell him, my hand covering my racing heart.

“You shouldn’t leave your door unlocked,” he tells me, and I grind my teeth together.

“Got it. Thanks for breakfast.”

“Anytime.”

He leans forward, kisses me, and then smiles as he turns and heads out of my apartment. I wait until he’s gone before I grab the nearest pillow and scream into it.

This is all too much too fast. I mean, I was just starting to really stand on my own two feet, and now it feels like I’m suffocating. I know I’m probably just overwhelmed, but I can’t shake the feeling that maybe jumping into a relationship right now isn’t the best idea.

I mean, I was trying to find my freedom and myself, and instead, it feels like I just tied myself down with a grumpy, bossy man.

Did I mess up? Did I just trade one overbearing dictator for another?

Townes cares about me, and I know that he isn’t my mother, but it’s hard not to make the comparison or to wonder.

I lock my front door and drag my hands down my face as I wonder what the heck I should do now.

EIGHT

Townes

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