It would’ve made everything more complicated. She ran her fingertips over her lips as she thought of the kiss. It’d been in that second that she’d finally seen what she’d been hiding from herself all these months. She wanted him and not in a momentary kind of way. If he were to share her bed, that’s where she’d want him to stay. But a relationship built on lies would never work and she couldn’t tell him the truth. So it’s best for it to end like this. But the words were hollow. And even after repeating them a hundred times, they still didn’t help. Tucked securely into her cozy apartment, she changed into her favorite black silk nightgown and started brewing a cup of tea while the melodic angst of her favorite singer filled the room. She should be in bed, but she was still too worked up from her brief exchange with Jacob to give in to her exhaustion. She was just about to take a sip of her tea when the ringing of her cell phone stopped her. At first she was irritated by the intrusion.
