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Chapters (50)
  1. Prologue
  2. Chapter One
  3. Chapter Two
  4. Chapter Three
  5. Chapter Four
  6. Chapter Five
  7. Chapter Six
  8. Chapter Seven
  9. Chapter Eight
  10. Chapter Nine
  11. Chapter Ten
  12. Chapter Eleven
  13. Chapter Twelve
  14. Chapter Thirteen
  15. Chapter Fourteen
  16. Chapter Fifteen
  17. Part Two
  18. Chapter Sixteen
  19. Chapter Seventeen
  20. Chapter Eighteen
  21. Chapter Nineteen
  22. Chapter Twenty
  23. Chapter Twenty-One
  24. Chapter Twenty-Two
  25. Chapter Twenty-Three
  26. Chapter Twenty-Four
  27. Chapter Twenty-Five
  28. Chapter Twenty-Six
  29. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  30. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  31. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  32. Chapter Thirty
  33. Chapter Thirty-One
  34. Chapter Thirty-Two
  35. Chapter Thirty-Three
  36. Chapter Thirty-Four
  37. Chapter Thirty-Five
  38. Chapter Thirty-Six
  39. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  40. Chapter Thirty-Eight
  41. Chapter Thirty-Nine
  42. Chapter Forty
  43. Chapter Forty-One
  44. Chapter Forty-Two
  45. Part Three
  46. Chapter Forty-Three
  47. Chapter Forty-Four
  48. Chapter Forty-Five
  49. Chapter Forty-Six
  50. Epilogue

For the first time since I arrived in Texas and learned of his presence, the air feels… lighter, almost. I’m not who I was five years ago, and I can’t hold a grudge forever. I can’t walk around wanting to rip his head off day in and day out. If not for him, then for me. I owe it to myself to move on from this chip on my shoulder. Be happy.

“Listen,” I start, taking a breath. “I appreciate you explaining this to me. I’m not sure I’m ready to be friends, but we do work together, and should behave as such. How about I promise to be professional and not bite your head off whenever I see you, if you promise to not trick me into going places again?”

A flash of disappointment washes over his face, but instead of acting on it, he simply smiles and nods. “That I can do.”

“Great. Well, I’m gonna get going. Have a great rest of your night.” And with that, I order a car and head back to my hotel room.

Chapter Twenty-Four

Chapter Twenty-Four

Stone Philips

It’s been a month since the convention. Things with Cash and I aren’t friendly, really, but they aren’t as tense as they were before. When he sees me around campus, he doesn’t scowl at me anymore. He doesn’t stop and talk to me either, but baby steps.

I have to head over to the English department to give Stella some documents she needs, and I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t hoping to run into Cash. I’m almost positive he has a free period right now.

Not that I’ve memorized his class schedule or anything. That would be crazy.

The halls in the English department are bare. Everyone either in class or gone for the day. Both of their classrooms are on the second floor, so I take the elevator up there, hanging a left where Stella’s classroom is, the third door on the left.

She’s currently teaching, which is why I chose to bring them up right now. I didn’t want to get dragged into a long conversation with her. She sure as fuck knows how to chat. Leaving the documents in her drop box, I spin on my heel, making my way across the hall, two doors down, to where Cash’s class is.

I haven’t been here at all since he started. Peering in the window on the door, I spot him at his desk, typing away on his laptop, but as I figured, his classroom is empty. I rap my knuckles lightly on the door, before pushing it open.

“Hey, Cash.” My hands are shoved into my pockets as I stroll into the room. It’s a huge room, and somehow it still smells just like him.

“Oh, hey, Dean Philips.”