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he pulled a shirt over his head. “Right, for a second there I forgot you were leaving me again.”

“I’m sorry, I promise I will come right back. I’ll stay the night there, then head back to meet up with you tomorrow morning. After being apart as long as we have, less than twenty-four hours is nothing.”

“I know, it still sucks though.”

I rose from the bed and walked over to him, wrapping my arms around his waist. “You won’t even miss me.”

“That’s impossible, I miss you every second that you’re away from me. It’s like I can’t breathe if you’re not around.”

I instantly melted into a puddle on the floor and Drake had to grab a bucket and a towel to soak me up with; ok not really, but I felt like I did.

“You give me the warm and fuzzies when you say things like that.” I said as I leaned in and kissed him.

I slipped my tongue into his mouth and he groaned as he pushed me away. “Go get dressed or we’re not leaving this hotel room. Do you need to wrap your ribs again?”

“Nah, I’m doing ok without it.” I said as I grabbed my clothes from my bag and threw them on. After I finished getting dressed, I walked into the bathroom to brush my teeth and hair. When I was presentable enough, I walked back into our room and threw my things into the bag.

Within five minutes, we were packed and ready to go. I sat on the bed and flipped through my phone while Drake was in the bathroom. After a couple of minutes, I started to get up and check on him but he came out just as I stood up.

“What were you doing in there? Fixing your make up?” I asked jokingly.

“Funny. Come on, let’s get out of here.”

I readied myself on the elevator ride down just in case the girl from the night before was still at the reception desk. Luckily, she was gone and an older man was sitting in her chair. I walked to the counter and checked us out while Drake carried our bags to the car.

The man smiled at me as he glanced at the clock. “You made it with three minutes to spare, that has to be a new record.”

I laughed as he handed me the receipt. “Tell me about it.”

I walked through the doors and to the car. Drake was tapping his fingers on the steering wheel impatiently as I slid inside.

“Took you long enough,” he said as he pulled out onto the main road.

He seemed cranky and I gave him a questioning look. “What’s up your ass? You were fine five seconds ago.”

“Nothing, I just hate taking you back to him.”

I sighed and rested my head against the seat. I knew Drake was upset that I was leaving again, but the faster I got Jordan home and put some space between us the better. I knew once he wasn’t a daily fixture in my life that Drake would calm down.

The rest of the car ride was silent, with both of us lost in our own thoughts. Drake pulled into the parking lot and parked my car beside the bus. I opened my door to get out, but he grabbed my hand and pulled me back to him.

“I’m sorry, I know I’m being a dick. I just get so jealous when I see other guys with you.”

“Drake, it’s not every guy, it’s Jordan. You could care less when Adam and Eric talk to me.”

“Because they’re my friends and I trust them. No I don’t like Jordan, but he’s definitely not the only one. When you’re with Logan it bothers me too.” He stared at the steering wheel as he spoke.

I really didn’t know what to say to that; Drake was one of the most confident people I knew and for him to be worried? Well that just proved how much he really cared about me.

I threw my arms around him and kissed him deeply. “You never ever have to worry about me wanting someone else. You’re everything I want.”

His lips turned up in a small smile. “I hope so.”

“You are.” I said as someone tapped on my window and I jumped.

Jordan was standing beside the car, smiling down at me. He stepped back, giving me enough room to swing my door open and get out.

“It’s about time. The band is cool and all, but I really want to get back to Danny. Kadi could be there