Chapter Twenty-Two

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I opened my eyes with the sun brightening up my room through the window. I got up, opened my bedroom door, and see a shirtless Danny cooking breakfast "Good morning, babe," he smiled. Looking to my left, I see suitcases next to the front door, "You're going back home?" I say, looking at them. Danny came to take my hand, leading me to the kitchen island. I'm starting to get skeptical, should I be worried? "Would you like to go take an adventure?" he smiled then pecked my lip. "Okay....sure....?" I say, giving him a puzzling look.

"I know you are surprised, but I got to thinking last night while we were cuddling, that I want to take you somewhere, somewhere where we should both go; I am your Peter Pan after all."

I smiled, "You didn't have to try so hard, you know."

"I know, but I think we should, it will be fun."

"Okay, okay, where do you have in mind?"

Danny starts to look nervous, like maybe I will be pissed at him. He murmured something, but I didn't quite understand, "Where?" I say. "Philadelphia," he spoke up. Before I could say speak, he stopped me. "The reason why I want to go is that I want to see the things you did when you lived there, like where you worked, for example." I kept being quiet; I don't know if I should walk away or yell at him. When I try to open my mouth again, Derek popped in, "Good morning, sweet pea." I walked to my room, closed the door without looking at either at them.

I grabbed my phone from my nightstand, texting my brother to apologize for not talking lately. Derek came in unannounced, "Sweetpea, don't be upset." I glared at him with a 'are you kidding me look' he sat next to me, telling me I shouldn't get upset over it, that Danny wants to see what I did in Philly. "Are you worried about showing him your past?" Derek asked. I shook my head "No, I'm worried about running to my ex, doesn't he know it's a big risk. He knows why I left in the first place." Derek took my hand, walking me out to my room, "Danny, Ohad is concerned that his ex might find him." Danny began to look at me. "Ohad, I know you're worried about your ex finding you, but you have me to protect you, you know that."

"I know, but what if he hurts you too?"

"Don't worry about me; I can handle him."

"You sure?"

"I'm sure."

I hugged him tightly. "Let's go," I whispered.

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