Finding Faith

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feelings for him went deeper than he knew. If only she were brave enough to just blurt out the words and let him know that she wanted more. Maybe it was just wishful thinking on her part.  
    When he asked her to go the beach with them for a family trip, she was so tempted to say yes. Telling him no had been one of the hardest things she’d had to do. Everything in her screamed out that this was the moment. That she should jump at this chance. But the offer from Arthur had been real. Only thing was, she hadn’t actually told him yes. At least not yet.  
    Maybe it was time to shake things up a bit. Maybe Cooper needed to understand what he had right in front of him before it was too late.  
     
     
     
    Faith had managed to avoid Cooper for almost a week. Every time he would call, she would try to avoid picking up. Not one to be deterred, he would then text her. Asking her question like where she was and when would she be home.  
    It was hard to keep making up excuses about work. Yes, she was busy, but at this point, they both knew that she was trying to avoid him.  
    And damn right she was trying to avoid him! That look in his eyes the other week had her panties soaking. It took everything in her not to strip naked and beg him to take her right then and there. The only thing stopping her was that she didn’t believe the desire was real. They had been spending too much time in each other’s company. Coupled with their closeness, it probably seemed like they “should” be having sex.  
    He had even asked her about the date she went on a few weeks ago. Madison had a playdate with a friend and the parent’s would be bringing her home around seven. Cooper had come to her house and asked her to sit outside with him. At first she thought it was odd, but his reasons became clear soon enough.  
    “Who was the guy you went out with the other night,” he opened.  
    Thrown off by the question, she didn’t immediately know what, or who, he was referring to. “I didn’t go on a date the other night.”  
    Glancing at her sideways, he asked his question again, “Fine. A month ago. You remember Faith. It was the night you came home at almost midnight. The night I couldn’t reach you. Who was he?”  
    Firing question after question at her about who he was, what he did for a living, where did they go, did she like him, and was she going to see him again? It had been daunting and he was determined to get the answers to his questions. She could see how he was such a good leader in his military special forces unit. The man was an unstoppable force when focused on something.  
    Hackles rising at the tone of his voice and the questions he asked, she fired back, “Why do you care? It’s none of your business who I choose to date.”  
    Taking a deep breath, she interrupted him just as he was going to ask another question, “Do I ask you about the women you date? Have I ever stuck my nose in your business, even when you ask me to watch Madison?” In her anger, her voice had risen a few levels and she was practically yelling at him. “Well, have I?”  
    He looked out over her front yard as she glared at his profile. Bending over at the waist, he placed his elbows on his knees, his voice was tight with what she could only assume was anger, “I didn’t like it. And I can’t get it out of my head.”  
    Glancing at her, his face was no longer pinched in anger, but now his eyes looked tortured.  
    “Can’t get what out of your head, Cooper?” Unsure if she wanted to know the answer, she asked the question anyway.  
    “The thought of another man holding you in his arms, kissing you,” he replied. Lips pursed tightly, he reluctantly answered her question.  
    Shocked into silence, her mouth unable to form words, as he continued baring his soul to her as they sat on her front porch. The warm sun was setting and it provided the illusion of a normal night. This was becoming anything but that.  
    “I know I have no

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