I was confused. I sensed him. Mac. He couldn't be here, it wasn't possible. He was dead, I had attended his funeral. Hell I seen him die.
There was a sudden grip on my waist, and my breathing hitched. I felt like I was on fire. His touch was like an electric fence.
"Baby girl, it's been forever. I missed you so much. I hope you still want me like I want you, and that I haven't been replaced," He shot me that wicked grin that always made me melt.
At his words I stepped back, he couldn't be here.
My parents had passed when I was seven. Mac was all I knew after that. I had shut down and only Mac could fix me. When I lost Mac at fifteen, that was it. My brain shut down. I stopped attending school and did drugs. That was four years ago now. To have him here was confusing me. I needed him to leave. Immediately.
"Go, leave, I don't want you here. Now or ever," I spoke leaving the room without turning back. This was goodbye. I couldn't have a ghost hovering all my life. It was time to let it all go, to say goodbye. Or so I had thought...
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Wisdom Of The Lion
RandomMac has returned from the dead. Returned to claim his girl, Jaz. In this twist of fate Jaz is faced with many choices. Can she make them all correctly? The lion is a strong fierce animal, but he can offer the wisdom of no man. Is he willing to help...
