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    Can’t Be – 7


    “Al… wake up.  Al…”  She looks so beautiful sleeping.  Like an angel.
     
    “Dane?”  What the?
     
    “Are you ok?”  Love how she looks when she wakes up.
     
    “Huh?”  The fu?
     
    “You ok?”
     
    “Yeah…  what are you doing here?”  Oh *****.  This is real.
     
    “Sorry, I let myself in w/ the spare key you gave me.  I need to talk”
     
    “What about Tonya?”  Why do I even care?
     
    “She’s asleep.  I told her I was going to train early today.”
     
    “What’s going on?”
     
    “I hated seeing you like that last night.  I had to see if you were ok.”  Please tell me you’re ok.
     
    “I’m not.”  *****, should I tell her?  She came all the way over here. 
     
    “I’m sorry.  I’m in a weird place right now.  I don’t know how to handle it.” 
     
    “Me too.” 
     
    “You seem so sad.”  So damn sad.
     
    “I am”  Don’t cry.  She looks down to hide her tears.
     
    “Tell me what’s on your mind, Al.  I need to know.”  Don’t cry.  Please, I can’t take it.
     
    Suck it up.  Deep breath.  “I’ll be ok.  I have to deal with what’s going on in my head.  It’s not easy.  I’m having a hard time.”  Don’t look at her.  This hurts so bad.
     
    “Please tell me.”  This is hard.  Don’t cry.  I just want to hold her right now.  Comfort her.  But, I can’t.
     
    “I’m scared.”  *****.  There. 
     
    “Of what?”  I know how you feel.
     
    “What I’m feeling.  I’m really scared.”  Just spill it.
     
    “What are you feeling?” 
     
    “I don’t know, but I’m sorry.  I wish I never kissed you.  I wish that seeing you with Tonya doesn’t affect me.  I wish that I don’t feel this way about you.”  *****.
     
    “Don’t say that, Al.  Please.”  It was the best kiss ever.  I’ll always want it.
     
    “Say what?  I’m in the worst position ever.  I never ever thought I’d be here w/ you right now having this conversation. I know… it’s the ‘let’s just be friends and pretend like it didn’t happen‘ talk.”
     
    “No, Al.  We’re not having that talk.  I’m having a hard time with this too.  I don’t know what I’m doing.  I mean, I do, but…”  *****.

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    1. Dinky I haven’t ever read you stories before, and I have only read this one chapter. But let me tell you, you just make it to my favorite authors list. Good story, great writing. Maybe you should include the word Danish in your summary, so all the Danish fans can find your work. A lot of times we don’t notice unless you say something in your title or summary, and there is so much tibette out there good writer like you get lost in crowd.

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