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plan was going to work. The hardest part was she was everything I ever wanted in a woman. In the short time we've known each other, she's shown me love, acceptance, compassion, and even forgiveness.
    Seeing her with Hunter tonight brought out my inner caveman. If I were a dog, I would have lifted my leg and marked my territory right then and there. Sure, I was much harder on him than necessary, but dammit she was mine. Well, she wasn't and right now I didn't want her to be, but I still wanted some sort of claim on her. What the fuck was I getting myself into?
    Again, I tried to convince myself to leave. My heart and my mind both told me if I left now, there would be no coming back. That wasn't a risk I was willing to take at the moment. She was so soft and warm. The way she responded to me was such a turn on. She was always tight and ready. The thought made my dick twitch. Fuck. My. Life.
    Moving her hair out of her face, I kissed her forehead and closed my eyes praying for sleep.

CHAPTER FIVE
    TRY TO FIGHT IT
     
    Charlotte
     
    His phone didn't stop pinging all morning and I was about to get up and chuck it in the toilet. How the fuck did he sleep through it? I despised mornings. Especially ones where I felt hung over and groggy. Last night replayed in my mind and I wondered what version I was going to get this morning. Jack was sprawled out naked next to me. He looked so peaceful when he slept. If only he could be like that more often. I knew he was normally up early, so the fact that he was still sleeping shocked me. He was snoring away quietly and it made me laugh because he looked like a big stupid man-child. A good looking one, but the view of him right now cracked me up.
    I picked up his phone and switched it to silent, before heading to the bathroom to pee and shower. Grabbing a towel from the linen closet, I started the water and glanced in the mirror. Mascara was smeared under my eyes and my hair was in disarray. Stepping into the hot water, I let it run down my back as I thought about Jack. Things with us were so complicated. It was hard to want to keep it going, especially given our not so excellent track record so far. Something about him always made me want to keep trying to hold on.
    He was right, I was already beginning to want more, despite what I tried to tell myself. I constantly found myself wondering how he was, or if he was having a good day. He wasn't the overly emotional type, which made it even harder to try and figure him out. Something told me to run fast and far. That little voice in the back of my head telling me to end it and save myself from the heartache that was sure to follow.
    Just as I was trying to finish collecting my thoughts, the shower curtain opened and he stepped in.
    "You're ass is spectacular."
    What usually felt like a big shower seemed tiny, since he dominated the space. Part of me wanted to cover up, the other part of me wanted him to take me against the tile wall. My mind was such a clusterfuck of emotions. He was like a wrecking ball to my mind. I couldn't think clearly while he was in my proximity.
    "What's going on in that pretty head of yours?" He asked. Instead of answering, I grabbed my towel hanging on the shower bar and stepped onto the bathmat. "So that's how we're gonna play it again, Char?"
    "I'm not playing anything, Jack. Which is exactly why I'm giving you your space." I wrapped myself and walked into my bedroom. Riffling through my drawers, I grabbed a pair of cotton shorts and a t-shirt and dressed in haste before heading into the kitchen.
    Pouring coffee into a mug, I exhaled a deep breath. I was acting like a nutcase. He was acting fine and I was putting my defenses up. It was easier to keep him out and keep my heart safe. We needed to stop this in its tracks. He already had too much hold over me. I decided to make him some bacon and eggs for when I broke the news to him.
    He came out and sat at my breakfast bar in just his boxer briefs. Sliding the plate in