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Soon the car pulls up out front of the hotel, and the guys jump out and Bianca asks the driver to take the guys to their apartment.

Silas pulls me to him as soon as I’m out of the car. “Why am I finding it hard to say goodbye?” he asks quietly, and my eyes well with tears. I don’t want to let him go, I can’t. He cups my cheeks, “I promise you, baby, this isn’t the end. You’re mine, you always have been.”

His lips descend on mine, and I melt into his arms. The kiss is feverish, passionate and full of promise. I’m breathless and clinging to him when he pulls away. “I’m not losing you,” he vows, and I nod. “I love you, baby. Call me when your flight lands.”

“I will, I love you,” I reply, hating that he takes a step backward.

“In you go, baby,” he instructs. I’m grateful when Bianca takes my hand and leads me toward the entrance to the hotel.

I glance behind me to see him still standing there, watching me. As soon as I’m inside the hotel lobby, he turns and leaves, jumping back into the car.

“You’ll be okay, that man isn’t going to let you slip through his fingers again,” Bianca says softly. “He loves you fiercely, you can tell by the way he looks at you.”

“I hate that when I’ve found him, I have to leave.” The tears slowly begin to fall. Tonight has been a rollercoaster of emotions.

“I know, Pay, but it’s not the end for you two.”

I really hope that she’s right. My life without Silas has been amazing, but having him in it makes me feel alive. I can survive without him, but I don’t want to.

CHAPTER 15

Silas

“Did you talk to Payton this morning?" Tate asks as he walks into the kitchen, and for the first time in months, he's not hungover. He looks better, I just hope it stays this way.

"Yeah," I answer as I shove another spoon of cereal into my mouth.

I still can't believe that I've found her again, and now I'm not going to see her for at least three months. "What's going on with you and Bianca?" I was fucking shocked when I saw the soft look on his face as he was talking to her. Bianca's nothing like the women he usually goes for, but the way he was staring at her, I'd say he's falling fast for the pretty model.

He sighs, scrubbing his hand over his face as he comes to sit opposite me on the island. "I fucked up."

I shake my head, "You think? Did you actually call her fat?"

When Bianca walked out of the club, Payton went instantly on alert, her body tensed, and she was watching Tate with caution. When Bianca told her what the jackass said to her, my baby had her hackles up, she stood in front of her friend ready to face down Tate. It was cute as fuck, but the snarl that came from Tate had me stepping in.

He has the decency to look contrite. "She thinks I did, but I didn't."

"So you didn't say that you thought models were thin?" I ask just as Caston comes into the kitchen and goes in search of coffee.

Tate winces at my words, "I didn't mean it like that."

"Sorry to say this, bro, but only one way a woman is going to take that," Cas injects as he pours himself a cup. "Need a refill?" he asks, and I nod, he pours Tate a cup too. "You like Bianca?" he asks Tate as he slides him his coffee.

Tate doesn't even hesitate, "Yes, she's gorgeous, didn't you see her?"

Cas chuckles, "Silas wouldn't know, he only had eyes for his woman."

The tightening of my chest isn't there anymore whenever someone mentions Payton. Thank fuck.

"What the hell happened last night anyway?" Tate asks.

Cas smirks. "I went to find Silas, after he did a disappearing act, and found him in the alleyway with Payton. Let's just say they were making up for lost time."

I roll my eyes at the little shit.

"Dude, what the fuck?" Tate growls, "Did anyone see?"

I frown. "I don't think so."