Go Away, Darling - Alexis Anne Page 0,70
past control you, Scott. It’s your only weakness.”
She was wrong. I had so many, but that was one of my worst offenders. “Fuck the past.”
Her gaze narrowed like she didn’t believe me.
“I mean it. I’m done with it. I’ve let it go or told it to fuck off or just forgotten to care about it anymore. I’m not sure which. Maybe all three.” It was so freeing.
She stared at me for several beats and then kissed me. Fiercely. Passionately. As if she were starved for this kiss. Then she shoved me back, panting. “You know what my weakness is?”
She had no weaknesses. Not one. She was perfect and amazing and so much more than I deserved in a hundred lifetimes. If I could fix this I’d be grateful every single day, make her understand how completely amazing she was.
I couldn’t stop staring into her fiery eyes. Fuck, how her passion turned me on, even when it was frustration at my bad choices.
When I didn’t answer she grimaced, ran a hand down her face. “You,” she spat. “I see so much in you. Your heart, your kindness to everyone but yourself, I look into your eyes and I forget to care about my own heart.”
I went to her, took her in my arms. “Thank you.”
Anger, hurt, love . . . it all passed through her eyes in the heartbeats of silence. Then she took my chin in her hand and kissed me again. A light brush of her lips against mine. It was a tender, loving, intimate gesture that undid me, ripped open my heart and left me open and exposed. Without letting my chin go she whispered, “Prove it. Show me how much you love me. I’m going to hate you and not going to be nice while we fix the problems with the company.”
Then she let me go, stepped back, glared at me. “You have one week.”
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I hope you love Chris & Olivia. We’ll see them again in Kiss Me, Darling and Third Time’s the Charm.
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Mistletoe Key
An island in the Florida Keys that celebrates year round.
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“Stuck Under the Mistletoe”
a Jack & Berlin short story
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It was a mistake to come home for Christmas. Of course it was also a mistake to agree to a divorce I didn’t want and to intentionally leave behind the place I loved. I was good at making mistakes.
I managed to deal with the ache of leaving most of the time because I was too busy working my tail off to dwell and it was what she wanted. I might not like Berlin very much right now, but I’d always love her, and if this was what she wanted, then it was what I was going to do.
No matter how incredible it felt when my feet sank below the surface of the soft sand, the chilly brown water rushing over them again and again as the tide sucked everything out to sea, leaving the weak, the old and the discarded, stuck and festering in the afternoon sun.
That was me. I was that jellyfish, stuck in the wrong place at the wrong time, lured in by the soft sands and clear water only to captured by a piece of driftwood, unable to save myself when the tide I called Berlin Anderson left me behind.
Also, apparently, making me into a philosopher of Mistletoe Key’s tidal symbology. Fuck. This is what coming home at Christmas did to me. It