wasn’t positive she was in her room. The closer he got he knew that was exactly who he was looking at. He wasn’t in the mood for the verbal sparring with her right now with his mind all over the place. He was close to just letting her have this part of the beach to herself. Only something in her posture gave him pause. From the time he met this woman she was nothing but a confident fire cracker. However at the moment her shoulders were slumped. Nate moved forward and watched as she reached for one of two bottles she had sitting next to her and took a swig. Nate then knew something was off. Pam had done little drinking every night leading up to the wedding. Nate hadn’t seen her hit anything harder than some fruity drinks, and he would know he had been watching like a hawk. Nate took a seat next to her in the sand. He clearly startled her, causing her to rush to wipe at the tears cascading down her cheeks. Only it was no use as more tears replaced them. Nate nudged her shoulder with his and reached for the bottle she had been drinking from taking his own swig. “I told you if you wanted to get to know me all you have to do is tell me you want me,” Nate teased. “There is absolutely no reason for you to be out here crying over me.” “Oh shut up,” Pam chuckled and sniffled. “I wish my life was that simple.” Nate didn’t miss the sadness in her voice. His heart ached to do something about that sadness. He felt his own heart twist in his chest. He wanted to take her pain for his own. Nate mentally squirmed. He had no idea why this woman made him feel this way, but he was starting to realize he needed to do something about it. “Why don’t you tell me why it is not that simple?” Nate said before taking another swig and handing the bottle back to Pam. He looked into her tear filled eyes and lost his breath. She was gorgeous even with soaked cheeks and red eyes. He couldn’t help himself. As she took the bottle from his hand he reached for her face with his free hand and wiped away her tears. Pam leaned into his palm as several emotions crossed her face. After a moment of contemplation she shrugged her shoulders and took a long gulp of the hard liquor. Nate watched as she wiped her mouth with the back of her little hand. “I really do miss my sister but that is not the reason I am moving to New York,” Pam sniffled. “I needed to get away. I can’t be there when he returns.” Nate stiffened beside Pamela not sure he wanted to hear the rest of her story. He found that he was crazy jealous when it came to this little woman. Anytime she hinted at another man it made him see red. It was what solidified his decision to dismiss her the first night they met. Tonight Nate decided to stay calm and listen. It was clear she needed a shoulder to cry on. “I have no idea how I got here. You know,” Pam snorted. “I never thought I’d be that chick. I can’t believe I let him make me that chick. I’m just so angry with myself.” Pam started to sob and Nate reached to pull her into his side. He had to ignore the fire that ran up his arm and blazed into the depths of is groin. Touching this woman was dangerous and hazardous to his health. He suppressed the call of his body and rocked her a little until she relaxed in his arms. “What chick exactly do you think you are?” Nate quizzed. Pamela felt the shiver that ran through her body as his deep voice washed over her. It was like his voice reached into her bones and loosened something in her soul. Pamela didn’t want to feel this way. It was her stupid feelings that got her to where she was at thirty two. She was the strong one so why was she feeling so weak right now. “I don’t know why I’m about to tell you this but I’ve dealt with it on my own for long enough. I just feel like I can’t breathe anymore,” as if to prove a point she drew in a deep breath and released it. She wiped away more tears and began. “His name is Luca. I met him