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Chapter Forty-One

The Return

I finally land in Toronto, expecting the worst. I try to prepare
myself emotionally but how can I? I have a feeling that my life
is about to implode. When I see Gord, my heart almost jumps
out of my body. That’s just what that man does to me. It’s a
physical response, yes, but it’s more than that. With Gord I
respond deep in my soul.
I feel crushed with guilt. This has been an extremely stressful
time for him. We drive in awkward silence. I want him to pull
over and stop the car. I want to hold him in my arms and feel
his beautiful body next to mine. But I know how much I have
hurt him. I fear this will be the end for us.
We arrive back at my apartment and Gord takes my bags
up to the front door.
Are you going to come in for a bit?” I ask sheepishly.
“Yes, for sure. I planned on it.” He gently places my bags on
the floor, puts his hand on my shoulder and directs me into the
living room. “Do you mind if we just sit down here?” he asks,
sounding very self-assured.
“Of course,” I whisper, my stomach now churning. His
touch is enough to send shivers down my spine. But when we
sit, he chooses the opposite end of the couch. I tuck my legs
up under me and fold my hands on my lap. I need to feel less
formal. My heart is bracing itself for what is coming. Gord
reaches for his back pocket and pulls out a little piece of paper.
It’s been neatly folded. What the heck is this, I wonder? He
opens it as I hold my breath.

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