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Map - hrprofessor. Eksi sozluk kutsal bilgi kaynag? It happened because the author of a book was not willing to go through the gauntlet of rejection and revision. Tripp has never been the same since he left home when he was 18, and left Bethy, his girl behind.

Now even more has happened. Bethy has been through so much. And Tripp can do nothing to help her with her heartache. Noting but be there for the only way he can be. Seeing the girl Bethy used to be. And the way Tripp was with her. Even though they came from different sides of the tracks, their relationship was so good, so sweet, so easy.

Tripp wants that again. And deep down Bethy does too. But too much has happened. Too much has changed. She may have had another love in her life for a while, but he never has. No one else. Now she was gorgeous and I had to fucking work with this beauty for the next two weeks. This would only happen to me. I turned to walk off with the boxes when the door opened back up. I forgot to tell you where the recycle bin is located.

I could ease her worry by just being honest and clearing the air right now. But that meant I had to remember her. I have to stop musing on this shit.

I nodded. That was the only way to handle this. My momma would be ashamed. HOW did this happen to me? Which stung.

Thoughts of him were what got me through some of the hardest times of my life. When I was sick after chemo I would focus on our summer and the times we had together. Thinking about that helped me forget the hell I was living through.

Had no idea who I was. Well, I was healthy now. I no longer needed his memory to get through the day. I guess if I had to be slapped in the face with a grown, ridiculously good-looking Nate Finlay who had no idea who I was, then this was a good time. I could handle it. Nate Finlay was engaged to Octavia, who had given me my very first job. I liked her without really even knowing her. My first impression was that she was nice. I was looking forward to working with her. More like for Octavia, since she owned the store.

Maybe a little less now that Nate was in the picture.

But it was good. I was here and on my own. No one would remember Nate but Eli. Not like Eli. I was closer to him than anyone else on earth.

At least I hoped not. Tonight, Eli would help me finish moving my things into the apartment we now shared. I could tell him. I had to tell someone.

Maybe talking about it would help me close the door on my past with Nate that summer. Then again, it might make it worse. My phone vibrated in my pocket. Eli had sent me a text. I swear we were on the same wavelength. It was like he knew I had a problem without me telling him I had a problem. Simply stalling. No reason to get into this now. We had a bottle of wine and a lot of work tonight and that would be the time for discussion. At least we would have something to talk about while we were moving my things in.

The door opened and I knew it was Nate. I put a smile on my face before straightening to look Nate in the eyes. Again, it made no sense. Was there something on my face or in my nose? Maybe nuts had gotten in my teeth? I quickly went back to unpacking. What was the point in responding? When I was sure he was out of the front of the store I stood up and sighed with relief. The summer we had been together he was attentive, very different.

Not like the man he had become. I guess we all change with age and time. I had just hoped that the memory I had of Nate would remain untouched. But reality was ruining it. The next two hours flew by. Nate stayed in the back working on the list Octavia left for him. I finished organizing like she had instructed when Octavia called this morning. More things would be arriving this afternoon.

I needed to be ready to receive them. While I looked for something else to do the door opened which spun me around. He had two brown bags and a smile. Not to leave and go get food. If he was, good things needed to be said, because this job was important to me. Eli walked over to the empty counter and put the bags down gently.

You have a job and you are officially independent as of tonight. Eli was a fanatical health nut. There was always some beautiful woman on his arm or attempting to lock onto his arm. I tended to get in the way sometimes and I hated that for Eli.

A means to free himself from women. Or I suppose I saw it that way. For some reason, he was scared of that. The idea terrified him. But he was. To an extreme.

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He raised his eyebrows. I loved him the way I loved my brothers. Once I thought I could love him another way, but we were young. Nate Finlay had walked into my life. After that my sickness and fighting to live, changed everything for me. Been there when I fought back. Eli was with me through it all.

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I stood outside the storage door listening to them laughing and talking. The fact it annoyed me was stupid. But damn, it bothered me. She had remained in my memory as mine. Even though time had passed and we had grown up. Other than the fact the girl I thought to be beautiful was now undeniably breathtaking. Not anymore. She was a grown ass woman. Preserved in my memory was a girl. Though that was definitely a woman in there. Maybe that was what was so aggravating. I liked having her in my memory as that perfect girl to unveil and remember as unblemished.

The young girl was gone and so was her sweet innocence. Life did that to everyone. That would make me look like a bastard. I had no reason to be. She had worked nonstop since I had arrived and she was due a fucking break. Are they ready to move this evening? What the fuck was wrong with me? Momma cried while I was doing it. Just about killed me to hear it.

It was the hardest part. I let her hug me and tell me she loved me. That she wanted this for me. She was working through her emotions. She trusts you to take care of me.

As if I needed any protection. You know that. I get it. I just wish we could move on from it. You know? Forget it. Try being normal. From what I remembered she was very normal. What happened? I felt guilty for eavesdropping, but now I was curious. I wondered if Octavia knew what they were talking about. Not that I would ask her. I bumped into a broom backing away from the door. It hit a dustpan and both went to the floor with a crash.

I winced and froze. Instead she started in on painting. The color her new bedroom would be in the apartment the two were sharing. She had a different bedroom than his? It made me question who he was. Were they intimate? Why the hell was I fixated on this? I started to walk away and stop being nosey when she said his name out loud. He was her closest friend. I had been jealous until she explained it.

Even Lila Kate. Just friends. And they still were. I left them to their conversation and went out the back door to my truck. I needed something to eat. An escape. To get the hell away from Bliss.

Talking to her would remind me of the life I now lived. And why it fit me. Why Octavia fit me perfectly. And why Bliss York never would. The downloader that took me to Rome convinced me I had to come here. Straight and to the point. That was what every man needed. My dad had the patience of a saint. Drama and women were more than I could handle.

She was too busy making her life appear perfect. I fit into her role and she fit into mine. It worked. But I did have three brothers and knew what their bedrooms looked like. When momma had enough she would threaten them, often within an inch of their lives, then they quickly put their rooms in order.

He was clean, tidy and neat. He had a place for everything. Which we would both know was not true. Even a small mess would drive him nuts. I watched him put the last box in my new bedroom. The smile on his face matched mine. Eli moved out when he began college and got a job to support himself.

I often wondered when I could join him. Being roommates and living on our own. I had just beaten cancer when he left. It was too soon for me. I stayed at home with them for four long years. This was my late start. The beginning of living on my own. You want a glass? I think we should celebrate. He knew that. Just like he knew everything about me. That would be perfect. This has always been your room. He was honest and direct about them.

I loved that. But then I loved Eli. I have since we were kids. There was a difference and I recognized it, at a younger age than most. There were moments when he looked at me with something more than friendly adoration. At least I hoped I made it up.

Wanting MORE would ruin everything. A knock on the door saved me from having to appropriately respond. Whatever that may be. Eli turned and headed for the door. I scanned my new room one more time before I followed. Glancing over his shoulder at me he smirked. Micah was twenty-five. Micah drank like a fish, cursed like a sailor, and was the most entertaining guy I knew, the exception being his dad, who was technically his uncle.

Long story. I assumed it was BYOB. He laid the beer right beside it.

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He was nineteen. He was four inches taller than Damon and expanding before our eyes. By twenty-five he would be huge. Jude was only a year older than Cruz and the two were close.

That was why he could get away with bashing my brothers.

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He loved them like family and I knew that. Exactly like I thought it would. This was his normal thing. He liked to flirt, tease and annoy. I ignored him, but of course he continued. Remember, you promised me one. He held up his can of beer. He sat on a stool, tipped the can, emptying half its contents. Exactly like my mother. He then sat on the sofa across from me. His parents lived on the beach. It was only a short distance away.

Dad said it was the one above this one. Of course, I already knew that. That was how they met.

A lot like us. He knew as well as I did no one was leaving anytime soon. As for myself, I was happy about that. Living a life where friends came over and brought beer. The doorbell rang.

Eli looked towards it. Eli knew that Micah knew the answer. Crimson was the eldest of his two younger sisters and Larissa was his aunt, though only twenty-five years old.

Saffron and Holland Corbin were twins and although there was no blood relation they were still family. We were all family. A lot of kids that had been raised together in this small town. The door swung open before Eli could touch it.

She was nineteen and had bought them. No telling how she did that. I just smiled. This was it. My excuse would run the rest of the week. To compensate for my betrayal, I unpacked her things at the new house Octavia had downloadd. It was beachfront property and massive. More house than she needed, even with me visiting, because she had no friends in the area.

No reason to entertain. Octavia required luxury and apparently, this was it. By Friday night I was ready to have a drink and relax. I had to face the shop again. But tonight, I was going out. There was a club in town that played live music, a place where locals went. She knew I would handle anything that came up and that should make me happy. Instead, it greatly annoyed me. When did I become so needy?

I grabbed the keys to my truck and headed out the door. Matter of fact it was one of the things that initially attracted me to her. Suddenly that was an issue? I needed a whiskey. I could hear the music pumping through the speakers with my truck doors shut and windows rolled up. Hell, I already liked it. Parking was easy since the usual summer crowd was yet to arrive in masses. I remembered seeing this place as a kid. Bliss said it was popular. The guy had once played here or something. They had whisky and that was my only concern.

While heading towards the entrance I tried not to think about Bliss, which meant I was thinking about her. That summer. Keeping my distance had helped, I think. Truth was, after a week of avoiding her, I wanted to just tell her the truth. Be done with the whole damn thing. That seemed like the best idea. What was now in front of me daily. And I wanted to keep it that way. The band started with a cover of a Jax Stone song and I almost turned and walked out. Even less for the music he wrote.

Then again it was only one song and I needed a fucking drink. I almost cursed when I turned to reply. She was here.

Of course, she was. She knew the owner. I knew she might be here. It was more forced than anything else, but I had to make some effort. Could you stop by tomorrow? No flirting. No looking at me with those sorrowful eyes wanting me to remember. She was over it. Moved on from the shock. What time? Get your ass over here! Tell this sonofabitch I can drink ten tequilas and still walk a straight line! I glanced over and saw three guys.

She shook her head and denied his boasting. Damn baby, I thought you had my back! Because I happen to know the last time Jimmy tried it he slept it off in jail. See you tomorrow. One of the girls at her table had her eyes locked on me. This told me she liked the attention. I had no time for that. She was slobbering drunk and brave.

It made her frown and turn back to the group at the table and I was left alone. She laughed loudly, closing her eyes.

I then realized I missed that laugh. It was the same. I was curious to see her out with friends and wanted to know about her life. Lying to myself was pointless. She lived here. Here was familiar. Bliss had her own set of friends. She was definitely something to look at. I figured it made for good tips. I would guess she was about my age. She nodded. One of the best. Ten shots of tequila!

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The last time you tried that shit Preston had to bail you out. Before your dad got wind and killed you. Jimmy is a hell raiser, same as his brother.

What can I get you? I saw Bliss staring right at me. She jerked her gaze away when I caught her, but the smile that touched my lips, was as genuine as the whiskey I sipped. Bliss York was curious. Fucking hell. For starters, she was underage. Following that she was a terrible drunk. Annoying to say the least. Probably home studying or reading. They were identical in looks and height, but complete opposites in the way they lived.

She cackled loudly and snorted. Did I mention she was an annoying drunk? Her dad owned the place. Her dad was famous in a small town. Krit Corbin once played on that stage. But when he married Blythe he saved his money and bought the place outright. From then on he stayed off the road. At least that was what dad had said. If he walked in the door and saw Saffron drunk, there would be hell to pay. She stayed in trouble. So, the guys all watched her and kept her from doing anything additionally stupid.

Micah would then carry her out on his shoulder like he was toting a sack of feed. Is that a more accurate description? Eli go dance with her! Sexy As Hell guy over there at the bar! Someone needed to serve him club soda. It was past time Jimmy found a woman and settled into a pattern.Remove FREE. I was closer to him than anyone else on earth.

The summer we had been together he was attentive, very different. Not a miss. You've successfully reported this review. The boy who had given her that first kiss. I could hear the music pumping through the speakers with my truck doors shut and windows rolled up. Abbi did amazing job trilogy couldnt have endedmore perfectly.

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