girl could ask for.
With a sigh, I roll over and close my eyes, I need to start looking for a house in St. Louis tomorrow. This town has become my home, and I’m not leaving it.
*****
I wake up, having gotten little rest, but on a mission. I get out of bed and walk out of the bedroom. Once in the hallway, I can hear voices coming from the kitchen.
“We need to help her,” I hear Holly say.
“I plan on it. You think I would let her go back over there to get her stuff alone?” Micah sounds insulted.
I don’t feel right eavesdropping, so I clear my throat and walk in the kitchen. They both turn to look at me as I give them a small smile. “I heard you guys talking about helping me. You don’t have to go. I can do it on my own.” I don’t want to put them in the middle of this.
“Are you crazy? Of course we are going to help you.” Micah gives me a look like I’ve lost my mind, then starts pouring everyone coffee in travel mugs.
“What about work? Don’t you have to work today?” I take a sip of my coffee.
“I took off half a day. I’ll go in later.” He grabs his keys off the counter and walks to the front door.
We leave their house heading towards my old place. My heart is racing; I don’t want to see Jax. I’ve been telling myself this happened for a reason, but what if it’s too hard to move out all of my stuff? What if he begs me to stay? Worse, what if she is there and all my stuff is on the front porch?
My mind is asking itself so many questions that the entire car ride to Jax’s is silent. Micah is in front of us in his new, white Ford pickup truck, and Holly and I are following him in my car. I only want my clothes, shoes and personal stuff. Everything else he can do with whatever he wants. I don’t want anything that will remind me of him or us. I’m starting a new chapter of my life today, so I want everything to be new and fresh.
As I pull up to the house, Jax is already coming to meet us outside. I close my eyes and take a deep breath. It is not any easier seeing him today than it was yesterday. I open my eyes again, and remind myself our entire relationship has been a lie and I won’t let him see how much he has hurt me.
“Couldn’t come by yourself, Sam? Had to bring some muscles?” he says smugly, watching Micah climb out of his truck.
“We just want to help her get her stuff without any problems.” Micah lifts his hands up in the air.
“Yeah?” Jax rubs his chin as if he is contemplating something. I used to find that sexy, but now I find it disturbing. “Well, it’s where she left it.” He leans over a bit and gestures his hand to the front door, still looking at Micah. Micah nods, and we all follow Jax into the house. My heart is no longer pounding, and I’m actually relieved to see that more than anything, his attitude is pissing me off.
We waste no time throwing clothes into the trunk of my car and Micah’s back seat. I want to get out of here as fast as possible so I feel like I’m running back and forth from my car to the house. Jax hasn’t said a word since we’ve entered the house. He has just sat on the end of the bed, watching the three of us load up all of my belongings.
Holly and Micah get the last load of clothes. I grab all the letters from my dad out of the nightstand and stick them in my purse, then move to the bathroom to pack up my makeup, toiletries, and all that stuff a girl can’t live without.
“What are you doing?”
I spin around and my heart rate picks up. Jax is standing in the doorway of the bathroom.
“Packing up my stuff.”
“No, I mean what are you doing? Why are you leaving me?” He leans up against the door jam.
I’m starting to get pissy. “Because I walked in on you having sex with someone else.”
“But I don’t want to break up.” He smiles and it gives me goose bumps; the kind of goose bumps that scream danger. He pushes off the doorframe and starts to move toward me. I look to the hall behind
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