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“The phone rang and Chassie excused herself to answer it. Silence hung between them as heavy as snow clouds in a winter sky.

Eventually, Edgard said, "She doesn't know anything about me. Not even that we were roping partners. Not that we were..."

He looked at Trevor expectantly.
"No." Trevor quickly glanced at the living room where Chassie was chattering away. "You surprised?"

"Maybe that she isn't aware of our official association as roping partners. There was no shame in that. We were damn good together, Trev." The word shame echoed like a slap. As good as they were together, it'd never been enough, in an official capacity or behind closed doors.
"What are you really doin' here?"
Edgard didn't answer right away. "I don't know. Feeling restless. Had the urge to travel."
"Wyoming ain't exactly an exotic port of call." "You think I don't realize that? You think I wouldn't rather be someplace else? But something..." Edgard lowered his voice. "Ah, fuck it."
"What?"
"Want the truth? Or would you rather I lie?" "The truth."
"Truth between us? That's refreshing."
Edgard's gaze trapped his. "I'm here because of you."

Trevor's heart alternately stopped and soared, even when his answer was an indiscernible growl. "For Christsake, Ed. What the hell am I supposed to say to that? With my wife in the next room?"

"You're making a big deal out of this. She thinks we're friends, which ain't a lie. We were partners before we were..." Edgard gestured distractedly. "If she gets the wrong idea, it won't be from me."
"Maybe I'm gettin' the wrong idea. The last thing you said to me when you fuckin' left me was that you weren't ever comin' back. And you made it goddamn clear you didn't want to be my friend. So why are you here?"
Pause. He traced the rim of his coffee cup with a shaking fingertip. "I heard about you gettin' married." "That happened over a year ago and you came all the way from Brazil to congratulate me in person? Now?"
"No." Edgard didn't seem to know what to do with his hands. He raked his fingers through his hair. His voice was barely audible. "Will it piss you off if I admit I was curious about whether you're really happy, meu amore?"

My love. My ass. Trevor snapped, "Yes."
"Yes, you're pissed off? Or yes, you're happy?"
"Both."
"Then this is gonna piss you off even more."
"What?"
"Years and miles haven't changed anything between us and you goddamn well know it."

Trevor looked up; Edgard's golden eyes were laser beams slicing him open. "It don't matter. If you can't be my friend while you're in my house, walk out the fuckin' door. I will not allow either one of us to hurt my wife. Got it?"
"Yeah."

"Good. And I'm done talkin' about this shit so don't bring it up again. Ever.”
― Liz Andrews

“This long distance relationship thing was for the birds. He absolutely hated waiting for days on end to see Jasmine.”
― Liz Andrews, Coming Full Circle

“Chassie poured the coffee. Trevor automatically grabbed the milk jug from the fridge and set it next to Edgard. He snagged a spoon from the dish rack, passing it and the sugar canister to Edgard, ignoring Chassi's questioning stare. Didn't mean a damn thing he remembered exactly how Edgard liked his coffee. Not a damn thing. "So, Edgard, what are you doin' in our neck of the woods?"
"Reliving some old memories. I drove past my grandparents' place yesterday. With the shabby way it's looking I'm wishing I would've bought it when I had the chance." He smiled wryly. "I'm kicking myself for letting another thing slip through my fingers."
"Grandparents?" Chassie repeated, not noticing Trevor's rigid posture after Edgard's comment.”
― Liz Andrews

“The phone rang and Chassie excused herself to answer it. Silence hung between them as heavy as snow clouds in a winter sky. Eventually, Edgard said, "She doesn't know anything about me. Not even that we were roping partners. Not that we were..." He looked at Trevor expectantly. "No." Trevor quickly glanced at the living room where Chassie was chattering away. "You surprised?" 224 Coming Full Circle by Liz Andrews "Maybe that she isn't aware of our official association as roping partners. There was no shame in that. We were damn good together, Trev." The word shame echoed like a slap. As good as they were together, it'd never been enough, in an official capacity or behind closed doors.”
― Liz Andrews

“JazzyGirl: LOL. Since you and Alex kept in contact, I assume he knows your partner.
Evilnbored: Alex is my partner.
He didn't have to wait as long for her response this time.
In fact, he could almost imagine her screaming through the computer.
JazzyGirl: OMG, OMG, OMG. I had no idea. Were the two of you together in high school?
Evilnbored: No, not at all. We've only been partners since our senior year in college. Back in high
school ... I never admitted to myself I liked guys as well as I did girls, although I had some inkling.
And Alex ... I'll let him tell you his story.
JazzyGirl: I can't believe you guys never told me. I feel left out.
Her words sounded so much like the old Jasmine he really did laugh out loud.
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Evilnbored: Sorry?
JazzyGirl: Unacceptable. I need to be completely caught up on all the news that's fit to print. And all
the other stuff too.
Evilnbored: Um, okay, what do you want to know exactly?
JazzyGirl: Hehehe, oh, you don't know it, but you gave me the keys to the castle.
Evilnbored: Should I be scared?
JazzyGirl: I'm not the evil one, LOL.
Evilnbored: Oh boy. Ask away before I regret offering to tell you anything.
JazzyGirl: You can't see me right now, but I'm rubbing my hands gleefully”
― Liz Andrews, Coming Full Circle

“Jasmine sat on her bed, worrying her bottom lip as she listened to the phone ring. Damn it, where the
hell was Stephanie? Obviously not answering her cell phone, that was for sure. When the voicemail
kicked in Jasmine fidgeted as she waited for the beep to finally arrive. "How dare you have a life and
not be around to answer the phone when I need to talk to you. Call me.”
― Liz Andrews, Coming Full Circle

“No, they weren't fucking. At least not yet, although I'm sure
that's where it was leading. Alex was pleasuring Chase." Jasmine was no shrinking violet, but she had
no clue as to why she'd suddenly begun to speak in euphemisms.
"You can't see me right now, but I'm giving you the side eye at your Victorian turn of phrase."
Stephanie's comment made her laugh. "Not the dreaded side eye."
"Hell, yes, and you know what that means, right?"
"Yes. You think I'm being a big goober."
"For lack of a better word. But moving on, I have a question. How is it you saw all this and they
didn't see you?"
"I think they were too involved in each other to notice me at the door."
"You think?" Stephanie paused for a moment. "Or you know?"
"I didn't ask and they haven't brought it up, not really."
"Not really?"
"Chase made a kind of weird comment this morning, but it was nothing."
"Why do I have the feeling you're deluding yourself?”
― Liz Andrews, Coming Full Circle

“I should have known I'd find you in here."
Speak of the devil.
"Yes, I'm in the office and yes, I'm checking the computer again. I admit it. I've become a cyber
stalker."
"Now you've taken the first step, we can find you the help you need," Chase said with a smile.”
― Liz Andrews, Coming Full Circle

“Still, as much as he hated to do it, he had to give her an out.
When they entered the house, he brought her to a halt with a question. "I need to know for sure. Is this
what you want?"
"Chase." Alex's shock at his question was more than evident.
Jasmine shook her head. "No worries. This is something I didn't know I wanted, but now we're here
and I'm more than willing.”
― Liz Andrews, Coming Full Circle

“Must have been one tasty churro. You're looking all kinds of orgasmic."
Embarrassed, she replied, "How would you know what orgasmic looks like on me?"
"I can dream, can't I?"
Startled, she was saved from replying when her cell phone began to ring”
― Liz Andrews, Coming Full Circle

“Chase rolled his eyes. "You're such an idiot."
"Yeah, but I'm your idiot."
"Nothing to be too proud of."
"For me it is." Alex leaned forward and kissed him. It was a brief press of lips, but hinted at the
promise of something much deeper”
― Liz Andrews, Coming Full Circle