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asked seriously, “What do you mean?”
    “We’ve been at this for ten years. I don’t want to keep moving around any more. I don’t mind that my life revolves around you, but I need to get to a point where I make my own life, live it on my terms.” She tossed back the rest of the contents of her glass while I mulled over what she had said.
    “Are you unhappy? Have I taken advantage of you?” Suddenly I felt incredibly guilty about our relationship.
    “I’m not miserable, but I am ready to settle down. I am ready to stay in one place. I’m tired of putting my heart into a place and then leaving a piece behind. We’re pushing thirty. I’m ready to grow up,” she explained. “And I think if you would slow down and think, you’d be ready to settle down, too, especially with someone as perfect for you as BE. Hell, if you mess up with him, I may give him a chance.” She raised her eyebrows at me in challenge.
    My eyes narrowed. My heart pounded at the thought of him sharing his life with anyone but me. “Hey! You’re a lesbian! You did that on purpose!” I accused.
    “Maybe I did. Maybe I didn’t. Maybe you better never test that theory. Why don’t you take a risk for once?” She looked at me seriously. Leaning toward me, she picked up the bottle and filled my glass with the rest of the sparkling wine. “Think about it. I’ll see you in the room.” With that, she stood and left.
    Stunned. That was pretty much my reaction. I hadn’t seen this coming. Sure, I knew that she hadn’t bought a house last move and that she had been trying to feel me out as she considered this move. Somewhere along the way, I was so comfortable with my life; I never considered that I was pretty much treating her like wallpaper. I never considered that she might want her own life instead of being a fixture or décor in mine.
    Was I really that selfish? Had I not ever considered her feelings or her needs? Obviously not. Here we were, ten years after high school and all that had changed was the geography. She was still tagging along, letting me call all the shots. Me, I was still running things.
    No wonder she wanted me out of the picture, happily paired off so she could start making her own decisions. She had always been lovely and super supportive. It was my turn to give back to her, to find out about her dreams.
    The pool area closed at 10pm. That’s when I finally broke down and headed back to the room. Jolie was already asleep in her bed. As quietly as possible, I undressed and pulled back the covers. I lay in my bed, rolled toward her, watching her sleep in the next bed over. Poor Jolie. She was so incredible, had so much spirit, and all these years I had been breaking it.
    “I’ll try,” I whispered to her. “I’ll try not to mess it up. I’ll let you have a life. You’ve always been the best part of mine.”
    With that no longer weighing on my heart, I was able to calm down, close my eyes and rest.

    We managed to get ready fairly quickly in the morning. We checked out of the room, loaded the car and then came back into the hotel for that free buffet. Breakfast was quiet, but not entirely strained. When it was over, we hit the road, headed to Albuquerque.
    A good hour into the drive and Jolie turned to look at me. “I wasn’t asleep,” she said.
    “What?” I asked, lost in thought.
    “Last night, when you came back to the room…I wasn’t asleep,” she admitted with a smirk. “I didn’t feel like talking any more, so I pretended to be asleep.”
    “Okay,” I said slowly, still confused.
    Leaning over the console that separated us, she whispered into my ear. “I heard you, Sin. I heard your whispers.” She sat back and watched for a reaction. I could feel a blush creep into my cheeks. “I’m holding you to it,” she said. Then she gave my arm a hug and planted a kiss on my neck before she moved back into her seat with a huge smile on her face.
    We were good. That was all I needed to hear. That drive