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“It’s all my fault,” I countered.
“How? Tell me how any of this is your fault,” Dillon insisted.
I looked at him wondering how this could even be a question.
“I could have done more.”
“Of what?”
“I don’t know. More.”
“Remy, you didn’t ask to be born to the man you were, just like I didn’t. We’re both children of fate, cursed to pay for the sins of our fathers.”
Was that true? Could that be why I had felt like I had known him back when all I knew was his name?
Dillon’s mouth opened as if making a final request. “Please lie with me. If we only have an hour left to be together, let me spend it in your arms,” he said breaking my heart.
I stared at him from the foot of the bed. “I don’t want it to end like this. I won’t let it.”
“Then, I will. I’ll end it. Not because I’m scared of what her father would do to me. But because I’m scared of what he would do to you… and Hil, and your mother. I can’t be the cause of you all getting hurt. I can’t,” he said with tears in his eyes.
“I wouldn’t let it…”
“Please,” he said cutting me off. “Just lie with me. Let’s finish making this the perfect night,” he said wiping his face with the back of his hand.
Without another word, I crawled back into bed and pulled my naked love into my arms. He fit perfectly. With his arms balled in front of him, my wings covered him making the two of us one.
As the hour passed, we didn’t speak. When our time was done, he graciously pulled away and looked for his clothes. To my surprise, he seemed accepting of everything.
“Did you tell her you were coming here?” he asked as he collected his underwear and pulled them on.
“Of course not,” I said drinking in every inch of him hoping to remember it for a lifetime.
“Then how did she know where to find us?”
How did she know?
“Oh fuck!” I exclaimed looking at my wrist.
“The watch,” Dillon said coming to the same conclusion.
“That fucking bitch put a tracker in it,” I said rushing to my feet, yanking it off, and smashing it with a marble orb which until that moment had served no purpose.
With it pulverized to broken glass, Dillon asked me, “Do you think it was a fake?”
“I had it checked. It was real.”
“So, you just destroyed two million dollars?”
“Yep,” I confirmed not giving two shits.
“Okay,” he said staring at me fully dressed. “So, I guess this is it?”
“Is it ever “it” between the two of us?” I asked with a smile.
“Yes. Because this time it isn’t you saying it, it’s me,” he said fighting for courage. “It’s over. I never want to see you again. Never,” he said softly breaking my heart.
And with that, he walked out of my bedroom and my life while I stood naked watching him.
