One Week Girlfriend - By Monica Murphy Page 0,69

if she really needed me and I let her down?

Pulling into her complex's parking lot in record time, I get out of my truck and practically run to her door, remembering her apartment number from picking her up when we left seven days ago.

Damn. I can't believe I've known this girl for only seven days. She's become my everything - and with all my baggage, I've probably become her worst nightmare.

I bound up the concrete stairs to her second story apartment, the metal railing rattling loudly and I knock on her door almost frantically, my breath coming in short spurts, the rain dripping down my face.

Long, agonizing minutes go by and I knock again. What if she's not there? Damn it, I definitely should've called first. Pulling out my phone, I'm just about to when the door cracks open, the safety chain in place.

Relief floods me, making my knees wobble. It's Fable, peering through the narrowly open door, wearing only a thin, oversized T-shirt and nothing else. All I see is long, shapely legs and tousled blonde hair.

My body instantly reacts.

"What are you doing here?" Her voice is small. Cold.

"I got your text." I swipe my hand across my face, wiping the raindrops away.

"You're two hours too late." She's about to shut the door but I wedge my foot in, keeping it open. "Go away Drew."

"Fable, listen to me. I fell asleep. I've been asleep for hours. I woke up not even fifteen minutes ago and the second I saw your message, I hopped in my truck and sped over here." I spread my arms wide. "Look at me. I ran in the fucking rain across my apartment parking lot and yours to get to you."

"So what?" Her flippant tone irritates me. Fable in tough mode is back on full force and I don't like it, though I probably deserve the attitude.

"Come on." I scratch the back of my head. "Just tell me this. Are you all right? Everything okay with your mom and your brother? No crazy emergencies or anything?"

She frowns. "No emergencies. We're fine."

"Good." My heart eases a little and I rub my chest, thankful she's okay. "If you don't want me here, I get it. I just...after seeing that text, I had to make sure you were safe."

I ease my foot away so she can close the door and turn, ready to leave when I hear her speak.

"Drew...wait."

Slowly I turn back around to find she's opened the door all the way, allowing me to fully see her. And fuck, she's so beautiful. Her face scrubbed completely of makeup, her expression wary, all that gorgeous hair a wavy mess that tumbles just past her shoulders. The T-shirt only hints at her curves, but I know exactly what she looks like beneath it and my fingers itch to take it off of her.

"Yeah?" My voice cracks and I clear my throat. I should stay away from her. Keeping her close brings her into my disastrous world and she has enough problems on her own. She doesn't need mine to royally screw up her life.

"Could you...will you come inside and stay with me?"

My heart stills, literally skips a beat and I take one step forward, ready to leap at this opportunity. Despite the warnings going off in my head, despite knowing I'm not good enough for her, I don't want to turn her away.

I can't turn her away. I'm drawn to her. I have to have her. At least one more time before I walk away from her for good. It would be in her best interest that I stay out of her life, no matter how selfish I want I am. I want to keep her with me.

Forever.

"Where's your mom?" I ask, my voice deceptively casual.

"With her boyfriend."

"And your brother?" I sink my teeth into my lower lip, gnawing at it. I'm this close to doing the right thing and walking away from her.

But I'm also this close to pushing her inside and tearing that shirt right off her tight little body so I can have her naked and beneath me in seconds.

"He's spending the night at his friend's house." She opens the door wider, a clear invitation she wants me there. "Please Drew. Come in. You're getting rained on."

She's right. I am. Even with the slight overhang that covers her front door, I'm getting drenched. And it sucks.

"Are you sure you want me?" I ask, my voice low. There's double meaning behind my words. I hope she gets

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