Existence 03 - Ceaseless

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    Jay ran both hands through his hair and cursed under his breath. “I wasn’t expecting you to walk back into my life, Pagan. I thought about you all the time but I had been telling myself for over a year that you were gone. I’d never see you again. I didn’t get serious with anyone because I always compared them to you. No one ever measures up. Yes, I’ve screwed around and dat ed a lot of girls but it was my way of coping. If I’d known you’d be walking back into my life again, I’d have done things so much differently.”
Well that was nice. Didn’t change how I felt , but it was still nice to hear.
    The door opened and Miranda stuck her head in, “Could y’all maybe leave?”
    “Uh, yeah could I have clothes first?” I asked , studying her very pleased expression.
    “Yeah, hold on. Don’t come out, thoug h,” she said slamming the door in our faces.
    “I’m thinking my man might have smoothed things over,” Jay said with a small laugh.
    “Yeah, I’m thinking you’re right.”
    The door inched open and a pair of cut - off blue jean shorts and a Rolling Stones tee shirt that was entirely too tight , which Miranda well knew , was shoved through the door before it closed again. The lock clicked and I looked over at Jay.
    “You’re gonna have to leave through Gee’s door before I get dressed.”
    Jay grinned, “I promise to close my eyes.”
    “Not in a million years,” I assured him and bent over to pick up my clothes.
    “Come on Pagan, I promise I won’t look.”
    He had to be kidding me. When had I ever been willing to change in front of him?
    I knocked on Gee’s door and when I got no reply I opened it. Peeking inside I found it empty. Good. At least she didn’t have to see me sneaking out of a bathroom with Jay. “Coast is clear, now go away.”
    Jay stuck out his bottom lip in a pout and I shoved him out the door and locked myself inside.

Chapter Thirteen

    Dank
    The soul that threatened my success in w inning Pagan back came walking out of her dorm while I was waiting for her to come outside. I s w ung my leg over my Harley and stood up. What the hell was he doing in her dorm?
    “Gee,” I said quietly knowing that she would hear me no matter where she was . There had better be a real good reason for the silly smile on his face. He glanced up at the window to Pagan’s room . I fisted both hands and stalked toward him. I wasn’t sure what I was going to say or do but I had to know why he’d been in her room.
    “Whoa , slow down C owboy ; where you going?” Gee grabbed my arm as she appeared at my side.
    “To kick his sorry ass,” I replied and jerked my arm from her grasp.
    “No . Y ou ’ re not. This is supposed to happen. Remember? She is going to reconnect with her soul mate. Their souls have to connect Dank. Chill the fuck down.”
    I knew this. I hated it , but I knew it. “Why is he coming out of her dorm so damn ed early in the morning and where were you , anyway ?”
    Gee smirked, “I’m sure it wasn’t anything like what you’ re thinking. Pagan isn’t even into him yet. And as for where I was --- let’s just say your drummer is a happy boy this morning .”
    “Not Loose again. You can’t get attached , Gee ,” I warned . M y thoughts were disrupted when the door to her building opened and Pagan stepped outside. My heart slammed against my chest at the site of her. She was in a pair of shorts that were entirely too short for her to wear in public , and her shirt left nothing to the imagination. I saw her frown and followed her gaze to the boy waiting for her. Screw the rules. I wasn’t standing here and letting her go anywhere with him , especially dressed like that.
    “Dank, don’t,” Gee called out from behind me but I ignored her and kept walking . I didn’t need a lecture from her when she had been screwing the drummer, again.
    Pagan’s gaze swung around and her eyes met mine. A small smile touched her lips and I wanted to pound my chest

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