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She was right there. I could walk across the street, go inside, and see her for the first time in years. There was an awareness that buzzed through me. The fact that she was right there. So close I could almost smell her sweet honey scent.
I had been cut off from the one person I cared about, and now that I was out, I was going to fix that. First, I had to get my affairs in order. The last month had been torture. Being out but not being near her. All trust in her had withered away.
I didn’t know her life anymore.
I’d watched men find God in prison. Find a religion that spoke to them. I think it was about forgiveness or needing a purpose. Something greater in the unknown. Not every person that you meet in prison is a cold-blooded murderer. Sometimes they were just at the wrong place at the wrong time. Fell asleep at the wheel, one mistake that changed the course of their life.
I didn’t need prison to find my purpose. To find my religion.
I had mine, and her name was Wren Jacobson. She was mine, even if she didn’t think she was anymore.
Even if she didn’t want to be.
Pushing my sunglasses up my nose, I stepped out onto the sidewalk, still facing the shop. I pulled out a pack of cigarettes and lit one, taking a deep pull. The irony hit me then; my mother diedof lung cancer, and I had picked up her one bad habit while I was in prison.
I knew she had started smoking after Dad died. I found a pack in her coat pocket when I was looking for change one day. There had always been a faint smell of cigarettes on her, but I had always thought it was just from being at the diner where other people were. I knew Candy smoked. When I found the cigarettes when I was fourteen, it confirmed what I already knew.
I’m not sure how long I stood there just watching the shop, but I did, letting scenarios play in my head on how she would react if she saw me.
Maybe she wasn’t there just for a visit with the redhead. Maybe she was there to buy some lacy nighty for Mario or Jon.
Visions of the one and only night we’d spent together flashed through my mind. The way she felt wrapped around my cock had me twitching. The way she moaned when I brought the vibrator to her clit, and the way she shook with pleasure as she shattered around me.
Then what happened afterwards was like throwing ice-cold water on me.
I took another drag, letting the nicotine settle me.
I opened the car door, about to slide in and drive down the street, when I heard the ringing of bells. Looking across the street, I saw her.
Wren.
She was in a green dress. To my displeasure, her hair was straightened. She was thinner than I remembered, the dress loose on what little curves she had now.
I could see the soft smile on her lips. She looked down to the bag slung over her body, went to dig in it, when she stopped in her tracks.
Our eyes locked, and I felt that current through my body. The magnetic pull that I had to fight against, grateful the car was in my way. I pulled on the cigarette again. Curious as to what she would do.
She looked like she had seen a ghost.
Good.
I saw her move to step off the street, when a truck broke our connection. I dropped into the seat, closing the door. I didn’t wait. I started the car and drove off.
If I stayed any longer, I would go to her.
I didn’t have the resolve I needed to approach her now and find out what I needed to know.
CHAPTER 31
ALEX
“Isthis all you do with your time?” Ezekiel shelled another pistachio, tossing the shell to the ground. He was dressed in another high-dollar suit, his hair slicked back.
I rolled my neck, trying to ease the tension there.
I was used to structure. Wake up at the same time every day, eat at the same time, go out into the yard at the same time, shower on a set schedule, and just hope no one stabbed you while you were washing your ass.
The scar on my side ached at the memory.
