Chapter 86
Briar
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We had spent the afternoon in town, Carter showing me some new places and introducing me
to some new people as we wandered the streets. Dinner at Martha and Henry’s was more of
the same. I wouldn’t be asking them about the letters anytime soon. It would probably be a
while before I got the nerve to try to piece the mystery that had become my life together.
Sunday came, and I drove over to Carter’s early with a pan of fresh cinnamon rolls, which I
chucked into his oven before he even woke up. Carter hadn’t changed anything about how he
treated me since Friday night. Which was a relief, we’d either forget about it, or at least he
would, and everything would go back to normal. My dreams had become a complex mix of toe-
curling encounters with Carter and the brutal hell that Creedon’s looming shadow still held
over me.
We sat out on his back deck as the sun rose, sipping coffee.
“Suppose we should talk about the other night,” he said, rubbing the back of his neck and
glancing over at me.
So we were having a conversation, here I thought it was one night he’d forget about, and it
would be water under the bridge.
“What about it?” I said, watching the sun rise and avoiding his gaze.
“We were both drunk,” so this was what he thought it was. I closed my eyes and let out a
breath, ready for him to tell me it was a meaningless mistake. I braced myself for the
dejection I’d feel in the wake of that. I was already telling myself it was fine, I had expected as
much. “I shouldn’t have taken liberties with you in that state, I feel like I took advantage of
the situation,” that surprised me.
“As I recall, I’m a grown woman and consented, there is no taking advantage of that, not to
mention it was technically me who initiated.”
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“Briar, you were sleeping.”
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“And you made sure you gave me every opportunity to back out, I knew what I was doing, Carter. So don’t worry your conscience about it,” I tried to reassure him. “No expectations,” I
reminded him, though I had to admit, to myself at least, I’d been thinking about the way he
touched me far more than was healthy, over the last two days.
“That may be true, but you’re still vulnerable right now.”
“I may be pathetic, Carter, but I have a sound mind. In all honesty, if anything, it’s me taking
advantage of you. Your comfort, kindness, and the safety I feel around you, have been the only
thing keeping me sane since I got here.”
“You’re anything but pathetic, Briar. To be honest, I’m in awe of you. You’re stronger than you
realize, you take everything in stride regardless of what you have been through. Then there’s
just something extra about you, it’s special. I spend time with you because I like to, it’s not


situation?” he winced at my words, he looked a bit hurt at the idea. “The thing is Carter, I
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