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“You’re going to get me killed,” he murmurs, putting the car in drive.
He starts off down the street and I must admit, not being out in the dark quells some of the nausea radiating through me. Just not much.
“You want to talk about it?”
I shake my head. That’s thelastthing I want to do. Just add more lies to my already fucked-up pile. “No. Thank you for doing this.”
Ian nods, tapping on the steering wheel to some screamo song that I don’t know, quietly playing in the background.
“I must admit, I’m a little surprised, but if this is what you want to do . . .”
“It is.”
“Going to hurt him, you know? Just leaving in the dead of night.”
I wince. “It has to be done.”
Visions of Mason waking up in the morning to an empty bed parade around my mind. Tears flood my eyes thinking about how he’ll blame himself, but I hastily shove them back.
I’ll think about that later.
Right now, I have to get away from Ian.
“I don’t want to hurt him,” I admit because it’s the truth. My stomach is in knots and it has been since I decided I was doing this. Every time I looked at Mason today, every time his hand brushed my lower back or my hip. Even when he made love to me tonight—a stark contrast to the night before—my chest ached because I knew this was the last of us.
The great Mason Carpenter and Hannah Gaines love affair: A love story with a tragic ending.
I almost roll my eyes. It’s a little too much like Romeo and Juliet.
“So why are you?”
“Because it’s not safe for me to be around him. He’ll see that when I’m gone and things can go back to normal for you guys.”
Ian just shakes his head and my stomach drops.
“Listen, I’m sorry, for what it’s worth. I didn’t know I was going to fall in love with him and I definitely didn’t know allthiswas going to happen.”
“You’re in love with him now?”
I pause.
“I am.”
He chuckles under his breath. “Thought you were just using him.”
Ouch.
“You know me better than that.”
“Do I?” he counters.
“Yes . . .” I grumble, though, right now, I’m not sure what I know anymore. “Are you angry with me?”
“For running?” he asks and after a pause, he lets out a deep breath. “No. Sorry, I’ve just got a lot on my mind.”
“Do you want to talk about it?”
He shakes his head.
