Love (Blind Vows #3) by J. M. Witt

Author:J. M. Witt [Witt, J. M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B00XV4YVNE
Publisher: J.M. Witt Books
Published: 2015-06-23T23:00:00+00:00

~ Chapter 8 ~

~ HEATH ~

Did she say she’d texted me? I’d never received a text. Absently, I searched for my phone in my pocket but didn’t find it. Likely an excuse to try to make it look like she really gave a damn. If she did she’d know that I needed to get lost in her, her body, and the places we could go together. Once naked in each other’s arms we had a way of transporting ourselves to a new level. At least that’s how I felt.

A couple more days passed with no interaction. That night she’d come to O’s, I hadn’t made it back to the poker game. My head was pounding and I let sleep take me. I missed her, clearly, but O needed me. The only time I spent at the gym was when I had scheduled clients. I’d pop into the apartment when I knew she was at work or sleeping. More than once in those weeks, I’d found her asleep on the couch and I’d carry her to bed, holding her for a while before I’d leave again.

I was sitting on O’s couch, staring off into space when his voice brought me back to reality. He’d been at a therapy appointment and D was bringing him home. I hadn’t even heard the door open.

“Dude, what are you doing? Why are you still here? When are you going to fight for her?” I glared at O, taking offense but trying to reign my temper in. “So you’re just going to let her push you away and call it a day?”

“You don’t know anything about this, about us.”

He dared to laugh. “The hell I don’t. You love her, have since that summer and not ONCE have you fought for her. Not really.”

He pulled up a chair and sat down in front of me—the space empty where his lower left leg should’ve been jutting out between us—he got nose to nose with me and poked me in the chest.

“Back off, O.”

“She needs you to prove to her that she’s worth the fight.” He grabbed my shirt and shook me. “Fight. For. Her.” Then he released me causing my back to thump against the back of the couch. “What I wouldn’t give to have a love like hers.”

Standing again with the help of his crutches, he turned toward the hallway and I thought for sure he would leave without another word. Talking to the wall, I knew his words were meant for me. “You’re so damn stubborn, always have been. I’ve watched you go through losing her without a fight. I won’t do it again. Not like this. Will isn’t the only one who knows your secrets.” Then he left the room, making his way back to his bedroom.

I sat there for close to thirty minutes before I made my way to the spare bedroom and packed my bag. He was right, though I’d never admit that to him. I needed to go home and fight for her.

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