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accustomed to disappointment, because of that I was a person that needed control, and right now I was grasping for it, but there was no lifeline in sight. I had walked into this knowing how it would end, but that didn’t make the news any easier.

    “No, no that’s fine Trevor. I understand. Honest I do. This is what you have worked so hard for. I just wish that you wouldn't have let me make a complete fool of myself.” I replied, sounding much calmer and supportive than I actually felt. I was really good at placing others needs before my own. “You have to focus on what’s important. Congratulations on the new job. I’m very proud of you.”

    “That’s exactly my point. I can’t let a fledgling relationship stand in the way of my future.” He leaned over, attempting to kiss my neck but I moved out of reach. "Sweetheart, you didn't make a fool of yourself. You are a beautiful woman, and I know that I'm going to kick the shit out of myself for turning you down." His eyes fell to the front of his pants, where his arousal was still evident. "But, I didn't want it to end like that between us." He brushed a thumb over my bottom lip. "It would have made it too hard for me to leave you. I have to do what I think is best for me."

    “Yeah, me too.” I offered him a smile.

    “Wait.” He leaned in and gave me a quick kiss on the lips, looking like he wanted to say more but couldn’t find the words. “You’re special Rhyann. Don’t ever let anybody tell you any different okay? You deserve a nice guy.”  

    It's funny, because the guy I longed for probably wasn't a nice guy at all, but that didn't stop me from wanting him.

    “Thanks, I’ll try to remember that. Well, have a nice life in Portland.”

    “Good luck Rhyann.” He gave my hand a light squeeze. I nodded and closed the door, leaning my back against it sighing.  

    Men, who needed them? They demanded too much of your time. Your focus went to crap when you were in a relationship. Sex was complicated and messy. Too many emotions were involved. And then there was the whole love aspect. Love was not something I truly believed in anyhow. I certainly had never found it. To love, you have to trust, and that was not an easy task for me. I longed to have someone tell me that they loved me and mean it, but even then I wasn’t quite sure I would know now to receive it.  

    W hen I finally opened the front door I was beyond frustrated, mostly with myself. I walked straight to my bedroom, pausing only a moment to drop my purse onto a chair, before plopping face first into my mattress.  

    “ What a shitty day, ” I muttered into the pillow.  

    First, I lost my job and then my boyfriend. Wait, could I even call him that? The tears came on hard as I gave in to the grief that overwhelmed me. Soon, I drifted off, dreaming of the one man who had haunted my dreams for the past two years. A certain rockstar with dark hair, a hard body, and the most beautiful hazel eyes I'd ever gazed into.  

    Later that evening, my roommate Melonie entered the apartment to find me curled up on the sofa with a blanket and a bottle of wine.

CHAPTER TWO

    “ Something ’ s wrong, ” Mel stated immediately, taking in my puffy face and the nearly empty bottle. I had known Mel for six years and during that time we rarely called one another by our full names. She had been offered a job at an advertising agency right after graduation and, unlike me, she loved her job because they treated her well. Over the years she'd become more like family to me than a best friend. In fact, since I rarely speak to my mother, and I don't know the whereabouts of my father, Mel is the closest thing to family I have.

    “Sucky day. I crushed Steve’s junk this morning and got fired. Then, Trevor dumped me for a new job in Portland. ”

    “ Whoa! Back up the damage truck. What happened with Steve? ” she asked, tackling the meat of the matter first.

    “ Same crap I always put up with." I told