Chapter 8

“I’ve been so busy today I haven’t had time to exercise it since I got here.”

“Then go do it. Damn.” Jace shook his head.

“Going…Dad.” Charlie turned to leave, stopped, and said, “Thanks for asking, and for caring.”

Jace winced at the ‘Dad’ then quickly covered it with a smile. “That’s what us father figures do.”

“No,” Charlie told him, “that’s what friends do. And I was out of line with the dad thing. Sorry.”

“Not a problem. Now go before I have to lecture you about taking care of yourself.”

“Going.” Charlie grinned and took off for his office.

I guess I know how he sees me. Jace sighed. No, Merianne, I am not going to say anything to him about my feelings. Getting shot down is not my favorite thing. Now, or ever.

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Boy did Merianne hit the nail on the head about Ricky. Charlie bent and stretched his scarred arm reflexively. If I’m agreeing with her…Yeah, maybe it istime to break things off. I’d be better off if I did, but can I?