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pulled her closer to me. As she slept, I made a silent promise to both of us. I would find a way to fix what had went wrong. I'd undo the damage whatever it took. Even if it meant we had to move to another state and change our names.
    “Chase.” Jetta finally mumbled and opened her eyes. “Did I fall asleep?”
    “Yeah. It’s okay though. You’re obviously exhausted from everything you’ve gone through.”
    She stretched her arms and rubbed the back of her neck. “You should have woken me up.”
    “You were sleeping too good,” I said, rotating my shoulder to get the blood flow back into my numb arm.
    She looked around for Bosco.
    “He's asleep in the back,” I assured her. “You ready to go inside?”
    Jetta looked at me and my eyes locked to hers. They were darker than I remembered, and spoke of more pain than I could’ve fathomed. Her hand gently touched my face and her lips hesitantly brushed against mine. My mouth moved slowly against hers, rediscovering a once familiar territory. Her arms wrapped around my neck, and my hands rested on her waist as my tongue parted her supple lips. Our tongues moved slowly together, testing the waters of the past.
    Jetta deepened the kiss, climbing into my lap. I could feel her confusion and also her desire. Her body was warm against mine as she clung to me. My teeth scraped against her lips and pulled away. I nibbled on her bottom lip and trailed my fingers up her spine. She shivered and I watched as goosebumps formed on her skin.
    “Chase,” she said, breaking the kiss. “I can’t. I'm sorry.”
    I didn’t say a word when she slid across the seat and got out of the truck. After taking a deep breath, I followed her.
    “Jetta.”
    “I can't do this again Chase! I just can't take the chance.”
    I wrapped my arms around her and tried to pull her close, but she pulled away.
    “Please don't, Chase.”
    “Jetta, I want…”
    “It's always been about you, Chase, hasn't it? Your family! Your future! Your inheritance! What about me, Chase? When was it ever going to be about me?”
    “That's what I'm trying to say, Jetta! If you'd shut up and listen for a moment!” I snapped and instantly regretted it. I knew Jetta would never let me speak to her like that and get away with it.
    “Why the hell does everyone keep telling me to shut up? I think I've shut up for long enough! Six years I’ve gone without answers! Six years I’ve spent wondering if you were happy with that white skank you chose over me!”
    “Why do you always do that?”
    “Do what?”
    “You always go and pull that damn race card! She's not just a skank, she's a white skank!” I shouted back.
    “Because that’s what she is!” 
    “What does her being white have to do with anything? In case you haven't noticed, I'm white too!”
    “Oh, you think I didn't notice?” she asked, lowering her voice, letting me know just how angry she was.
    Any time Jetta lowered her voice it meant her blood was really boiling.
    “You think I didn't notice the one damn thing that doomed my entire life? Do you really think I'm that stupid?”
    I sighed and leaned back against my truck. “That's not what I meant and you know it.”
    “I'm going back to Mom’s house. Come on Bosco!”
    The dog jumped out of the truck wagging his tail, always up for anything.
    “Jetta, don't go, please,” I said, trying not to sound as desperate as I felt.
    “You should’ve said those words a long time ago, Chase.” She wrapped Bosco's leash around her hand. “Six years ago, I would have listened. I would have done anything for you, but right now, all I want to do now is get away from you.”
    “Jetta.”
    “What?” she snapped back.
    “I still love you.” I didn’t know what else to say.
    I watched Jetta go tense and stop walking. My heart pounded against my chest as I waited for an answer. I wasn't sure what to expect, and was beginning to feel pretty foolish by the time she turned around.
    “Fine!” she said,