Being Jolene

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Authors: Caitlin Kerry
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No more.
    “I would never judge you based on your decision.” He was truthful in his words and it slightly eased the dread coursing through me. “It’s your body and your life Jolene. What I’m trying to process is this question, are you saying you can’t be with me because of my daughter?”
    I tried to speak but I had no idea what to say. The dread grew more rapidly, filling every pore in my body. Was that what I was saying? Was I already rejecting Ty because of his daughter? I had no freaking idea because I had never dealt with this. It was never in my mind I would be with a person who had a child, as naive as it sounded.
    “God, Ty.” I gripped his shirt tighter.
    “Jo, look at me.” I felt his fingers under my chin. I lifted my head. “Why do you care though? Because so far you’ve only denied anything between us.”
    Most men let me do my thing. They never tried to hold on to what we had. I always made it clear it was over. It hadn’t even begun with Ty and I felt so lost. No one challenged me. Ty did.
    I still hadn’t said anything; afraid my words would bleed out and take my hardened soul with it.
    “It’s okay if you like me Jolene. It’s okay if this is all scary and new. We don’t have to figure it out all tonight. This is new for both of us. We can take it slow.”
    Slow. A word I didn’t use much in my vocabulary. I was always on the go, looking for the next rush.
    I nodded, though, because what else was there. Ty was going to be part of this summer. The ending between us was a mystery, a story that didn’t have an ending yet. But the beginning, that was something I was familiar with.
    By now the sun was set and the mountain chill was setting in. Ty rubbed my arms and said, “Come one, let me show you Betty since you already broke into her.” He was trying to break the tension, ease the uncertainty. Day by day, minute by minute, that would be the summer.
    I quietly laughed as his humorous tone and let him take my hand, leading me to the trailer. The laughter let a little bit of the dread in my stomach go, floating away. I only hoped I could keep it away.
    When I took a step in I was taken off guard by how nice it looked. There was a small kitchen and table to the right. A dark blue couch on the side and to the left a bed covered the majority of the rounded end of the trailer. Dark blue curtains were the only thing separating the bed from the rest of the trailer.
    “Wow.” I was impressed. “How long did this take you?”
    Ty leaned against the open doorway as I looked back at him. I was surprised his head didn’t hit the top of the trailer.
    “I bought this at the end of my sophomore year of college after Brooke and I divorced. I’ve been working on it since. I pulled it up here each summer I worked here. This is the first summer it’s been enough to live in.”
    “And this is your land? How did that happen?”
    Ty moved past me and, with how tight it was, he brushed past me; my nipples took notice as his strong chest grazed my breasts. I folded my arms over my chest and looked away. Gone was my sexy and in your face persona for the day. I was too tired to play the game.
    He sat on the end of the bed and smirked at me. “You okay over there.”
    I rolled my eyes, since apparently he knew exactly what he was doing to me. “How did you get your land?” I asked again.
    “I inherited it,” he answered, but still with his smirk. “This land has been in the family for generations. My great grandfather came here to this valley for mining in the early 1900s. It was a boom and bust situation but he kept this land and it was passed down. When my grandpa passed away, it was suppose to go to my mom, his daughter, but when the will was read it was given to me.”
    “How did your mom react to that?” I moved over to the small couch and sat down. I was close enough as it was on the couch. Sexy Jo would have sat next to him on the bed, sides touching. The couch was safer for my mental

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