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to me.”
    Swallowing hard, I look into his eyes, searching for the strength to speak. “Have you heard anything on when you’re getting deployed?”
    Scrunching his eyebrows, he looks at me and shakes his head. “No. Come on, A, you promised me not tonight. You said we wouldn’t talk about that stuff.”
    “I know…it’s…it’s just I have to know when I’m going to lose you.”
    “You’re never going to lose me, baby. No matter if I go or not, I’m yours,” he says, taking my hand and pressing it against his chest. “Forever, you hear me?”
    I nod my head, reminding myself that I have to stay positive. For us. As we watch one another, so close together and connected, I feel his dick begin to stir again. The sensation alone causes me to crash my lips to his, taking in his tongue when he seeks entrance and letting him invade my mouth.
    In that moment our worlds blend together. Everything we are becomes one. I can’t control the future, or what’s going to happen. But what I can do is cherish him in this moment while we have each other.
    Nate’s movements become urgent, as does his mouth, kissing, sucking, nipping, and biting everywhere he can, matching his rhythm. The affection drives me close to climax. I moan in bliss, wrapping my legs tightly around his waist, and weave my fingers into his hair.
    I hold on with everything I have, allowing him to take me on this ride. I’m so close that I drop my legs, letting my heels dig into the sand. Nate’s arms hold me tightly against him, as surges of bliss rock my body.
    “Let go, A,” he whispers…
    I wake to the reality that Nate is dead. A weight drags me down as I begin sobbing into my pillow…again. I do everything I can to stay quiet. I’ve dreamt that dream so many times over the last seven months, and still, I always wake when he says Let go, A. That night was one of the happiest of my life – I would give anything to go back.
    There’s a light knock on my door and before I can say a word, Aubrey enters. I turn my face into my pillow to let the tears absorb, trying to hide my pathetic outburst. She’s seen me do this more times than I’d like to admit and still I’m embarrassed. “Are you ever going to wake up?” she asks me.
    “What time is it?”
    “It’s nine.”
    “I just got home. I haven’t even slept that long.”
    “Dude, it’s nine at night.”
    I blink a few times and look at my curtains to see if there’s any light shining in. She’s right, it’s nighttime. “Holy shit, I slept all fucking day.”
    “Well, I’m sure you needed it. I tried to wake you earlier but you were out cold. Did you and Brady stay up all night?”
    I get out of bed and head into the bathroom, avoiding her question. I don’t want to get into things right now or admit that I stayed the night, not with how emotional I am and just waking up from that dream. We can talk about Brady later. For now, I’ll avoid him.
    “Who was in your bed this morning?” I ask, wanting to change the subject.
    “Rodney – he’s a total hottie. He wants to go out again tonight. Are you up for that?”
    I glance at her for a brief second. She’s sitting on the edge of my bed, her long, brown hair is curled to perfection and her makeup is already done. I can’t let her down, not looking like that. Plus, I don’t want to get back in that bed and risk another dream.
    “Fine, give me about thirty minutes and I’ll be ready, okay?”
    “Cool, I’ll let the guys know.”
    “Guys?” I question.
    “Yeah, Rodney and his friends.”
    I smirk, shaking my head, and retreat into the bathroom. It doesn’t take me but a few minutes to flat iron my hair leaving it long and down. Then I apply a little make up and head into my closet. Fuck it, I go for comfort, putting on a pair of black leggings with a soft, thin, gray, long-sleeved t-shirt and ankle boots.
    Grabbing my purse, I throw on a matching beanie and pull my long, blonde hair over my shoulders. Upon entering the