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my fingers, the clasp comes undone and I can feel her breasts against my chest.
    It’s been so long since I’ve tasted every inch of her body; it’s a craving I never thought I’d have to miss. Moving my arms to the hem of her shirt, I slowly break away from our passionate kiss and pull her top over her head. Looking up at me through her lashes, I can see a hint of hesitation behind her hazel eyes.
    “Please tell me you want me to stay, Steve,” she begs.
    Pulling her face into my hands I lean in to kiss her lips, but it’s not enough. She reaches her hands up to mine and stares back at me, pleading for me to tell her the words she needs to hear.
    Instead of baring my soul to her, I stand there speechless as she slides against the wall and away from me. My eyes scan her every movement as she bends down to pick up her shirt and bra. I know that I should stop her from what I know she’s about to do, yet I can’t do it. She takes a step in closer to me and in a split second the burn of her palm slapping my face radiates through the left side of my cheek. I don’t move. I don’t recognize her disappointment. Instead, I watch her walk to the doorway of my parlor room, flip the light switch off, and walk out through the front door of Cursed Magic.
    Because of who I am, who I can never be, and what she needs for herself, I let her walk out of my life.
     

Chapter 2
    A sharp stabbing sensation fills my chest as I look up into his eyes. Knowing very well that I don’t want to be going anywhere, I had to attempt one last time to make him snap out of the hell he’s been putting himself through.
    The longer he stays silent the more hurt fills my soul. I don’t know what I was thinking coming here.
    Sliding my body along the wall I move further away from him, but the pull is still there. I have to deny it, fight through the feelings I have for him, and leave for good. He doesn’t want me emotionally and he’s made that very clear. I’m just a pair of legs and a warm pussy to him…no, I won’t allow that anymore. Bending down I scoop up my bra and shirt.
    Taking in a deep breath, I brace myself for the courage I need to do this, if not for me than for my pride. I swing back my right hand and watch as it slaps him across the face. The burn radiates through my palm as I clench my fingers into a fist.  His eyes close and I can tell by the expression on his face that I’ve caught him off guard. Unwilling to change, he deserves nothing less than a life filled with pain and disappointment. Pushing myself past him, I turn off the lights to a life we could have enjoyed together.
    Before stepping out of the shop, I pause for a brief moment, pulling my shirt on over my head and tucking my bra into my back pocket. I don’t have time to mess around. I need to get as far away from him as I can before I regret my choices and realize how much I’ll really miss him.
    Running toward my car I don’t hesitate for a second, I know that I need to go. As much as my heart is aching, I can’t allow him to use me again. My heart has grown to care for a man that could never love himself enough to show me who he really is and that is exactly what I need for him to do.
    As I reach the car door, my chest is heaving and my breath is short. Grabbing for the door handle, I swing it open and slide inside.
    My body continues to tremble as I move my fingertips to my still swollen lips. As I lick away the last trace of him, I can’t help but let my head fall back against the seat. His touch is like no other, the way he makes me feel consumes my every sense. I can’t help but wish things could…no would be different for us.
    Yet again I’m walking away from my one true love, the man that no other will ever compare to…he was my one and only and now I’ve said goodbye for good.
    Steve is a torn man and no matter how badly I want to help him, he needs to do this on his own. Now that I’ve left him again, I need to make a decision that might be