Chapitre 48: Chapter 48: THE GIRL WAS GONE

Sliding out of bed, I snuck over to my bottom drawer. I quietly pulled out some clothes and underwear, then I tiptoed into the bathroom. I opted to birdbath in the sink with a washcloth because I didn't want to wake Flynn. I then dressed and glanced back out at the bed. Flynn was asleep on his side. I stared at his tattoo and noticed a new addition to the previous one. R.I.P. was written at the top, and I knew it was in memory of my brothers.

My heart leaped at the sight of him still there. Then it squeezed against my chest as I recalled how he'd touched me. My body immediately trembled at the memory, and I almost tripped walking to my bedroom door.

Tearing my eyes away from him, I smiled slowly, bit my lip, and gently opened the door. When I went downstairs, Buster was pacing around the kitchen, ready to go outside. No one else was around, so I took the dog for a walk to clear my head. I had to figure out what my next move was going to be.