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Can't Get to Her

Damon

Bethany walked into the bathroom; her shoulders rolled in slightly. She was hurt. Fuck.

Of course she went to the one place I can't get to her.

Did she not remember him holding her the night before as he apologized for their long evening apart? He was stressed. Did she not get stressed and pull back from all of humanity until she figured things out? Surely she did. Why wasn't he granted the right just to be who he was instead of who she expected him to be? That change would come over time, but fuck, it wasn't instantaneous.

Damon waved his hand to silence Patrick and Delilah and moved back, letting the woman into his office. Having to share his space with anyone but Bethany, even workspace sounded like hell on earth. As long as Delilah could remain professional and keep the chattiness to a minimum, they would be all right.

"Sorry about all of that." Bridget's sister walked in and laid her briefcase on her desk. "Is she-"

"None of your business." He walked to his desk and sat do
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