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The worst one felt like this moment It was the one that haunted me the most

It always started the sao to with Parker The drea froed up the stairs of the house There was a note wedged into the screen door I read the scrawling handwriting and smiled

It’s open

She signed it with a X I tucked the note in my pocket and opened the door

“Kennedy?” I called for her I walked into the kitchen There wasI spotted a bottle of Pichon on the countertop and two glasses already poured

“Kennedy? I lass and carried it with etaway The door to the balcony was cracked I could hear the waves rolling on the shore In the distance there was a boat engine hu The curtains rustled in the breeze The sun was a deep aan to relax a little more Sink into the weekend ahead of us We’d savor every second together We always did It hat ranted

The -sized bed There hite sheets and at least ten pillows across the headboard God daet a lot of use this weekend

“Kennedy?” Why was she being so elusive? We didn’t have to play gaer

I glanced across the roorinned Finally, I’d found irl

I pulled the door open She rapped in a towel Her skin glistened from the shoater Her teeth sank into her botto lucky?

“Hi” The steam swirled around her I knearm her skin would be before I touched it She loved hot showers

I let go of the duffle bag It hit the floor with a thud I deposited the glass of wine by the sink Her lips looked edible Fucking kissable

“Hello”

Her fingers drifted toward the top edge of the towel I saw the ently on the tuck she had ainst her chest I couldn’t take my eyes off her

The towel dropped to the floor