♡ True Hated Love ♡// {|Conavin|} ✔

Chapter 7

I never do notes at the beginning of a chapter, but I just wanted to apologize for not posting any chapters for the past couple days. My thumb has been killing me, and I've been dealing with a few home personal/ friend issues. I'm still dealing with them, and hopefully soon they'll be over with and I can get back to daily posts.

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G a v i n

I stare at Connor as his hand gently caresses my leg.

"A-about what exactly Connor?" I swallow, my throat feeling tight.

"About what happened yesterday. I don't feel comfortable leaving our relationship off on that note."

I nod my head and set my plate down on the stand next to me. I cross my arms and lower them down to rest above my abdomen on top of a plush pillow.

"I don't want it to end like that either, Connor." Connor smiles meekly and pulls his hand away from my leg.

I already miss his warmth.

He crosses his arms over his firm chest, and sits up straight. "Connor?"

I mumble out his name shyly and glance away. He chuckles gently and grabs one of my hands in his.

I glance up, and I look him directly in his eyes. "I'm sorry for everything I said, again." I look down and swallow thickly.

"It's alright Gavin. I caused it. I-again-shouldn't have forced myself onto you. For that reason, I am sorry, Gavin." I smile gently to myself before feeling Connor's warmth leave my hand.

Barren and cold. Just like on my leg.

He stands up swiftly, and dusts off his ass before walking over to the bedroom door. He looks over at me with a gentle small smile. "I'll be out for a few hours. For once, I don't actually know when I'll be back. Just call me when you need me Gavin."

Connor grabs the bedroom door knob and twists it before exiting, shutting the door behind him gently.

I hear the front door shut after a few more minutes of shuffling, and I let out a breath that I didn't know I was holding.

Connor being so close to me makes my heart beat way quicker than it should.

I sigh gently and lay back down on my bed, closing my eyes.

I need a nap.

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C o n n o r

I shut the front door behind me, and walk over to Gavin's car.

I planned to head to work to possibly get some overtime although I'm supposed to be off now. If I can't, then I plan to just stroll around town and look at all the sights.

Gavin needs a bit by himself. I can tell that the wound and that I am exhausting him.

And right now he doesn't need that.

I open the door to Detroit Police Department, and it closes behind me, clicking loudly.

A few other detectives and lieutenants glance over in my direction.

Fowler walks out of his office, and briskly over in my direction.

"What are you doing here, Connor?" Fowler stops in front of me, crossing his arms.

"Gavin needs some time alone, so I planned to come in today to possibly pick up some overtime." Fowler shakes his head and tells me to follow him.