Never Really Mine (Ivy Ridge #2)

11. Marley

11

MARLEY

M y head pounds, the sunlight streaming through the open curtains of the hotel room. Arms are banded around me, holding me close and warm. Memories of the previous night flood my brain, and I remember all the realizations I had as Beau held me as we fell asleep.

I’ve never been one for confrontation. As a kid, I had my older brothers to do it all for me, and as time went on, Beau, and the rest of the Cunningham boys were the ones to help me fight my battles. Now, I have to be the one to do the confronting, in what may possibly be the most awkward moment of my life.

So, I do the only thing I know how to do in a situation like this, I run.