Chapter 22
Jameson knew, just by seeing Avery’s face, something was wrong. So when Avery asked him to go outside and talk, he didn’t even hesitate. Whatever was making Avery look like that had to be bad, and Jameson would fix it if humanly possible—until Avery opened his mouth and Jameson’s heart broke.
Pensacola was far away, and the chances were slim that Jameson would get assigned there. The closest branch to Pensacola was in Atlanta, and even that was at least a five-hour drive. Could Jameson get assigned there? That was manageable, at least. He wouldn’t have to give Avery up.
Jameson’s heart sank even more. Maybe Avery didn’t want to continue. The thought alone nearly made him cry. Jameson couldn’t stand the thought of leaving Avery, never seeing him again, never touching him and h
