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“Fine. But I’m driving myself there.”
I nod, and she opens her car door and climbs in. I head over to my truck and follow her back to my house. I spend the whole drive practicing what I want to say to her. All of my emotions from the last fourteen years are bubbling to the surface, and I swallow hard as we both park and climb out.
We walk into my house in silence and then I take a deep breath and turn to face her.
“Lena,” I start.
“You love me?”
“Yes,” I tell her. “I always have. And not as a sister.”
“Then why did you say that yesterday?”
“I didn’t want to hurt Charlie. He’s my best friend. When I saw you with that note, the words just popped out, but that couldn’t be further from the truth. I love you, Lena. I always have. You’re the only one I’ve ever wanted and I’m so tired of fighting how I feel for you.”
“You are?” She asks hopefully, and I nod.
“I love you, Lena. I don’t want to lose you. I’m sorry that I’ve been pushing you away for so long. I wish I had just manned up and told you how I felt when we were teenagers.”
“I love you too,” she admits, and it feels like my heart might just leap out of my chest. “I have since I was a kid.”
“You never said anything.”
“No, I didn’t think that you felt the same way, and I didn’t want to ruin Charlie’s friendship with you.”
“We’ve been idiots,” I sigh, and she smiles.
“I was really regretting writing you that letter this morning. Now, not so much,” she tells me, and I grin.
“I know. Thank God you did, or we would have been pining after each other for the rest of our lives.”
She giggles, and I can’t resist any longer. I reach out and pull her into my arms. She blinks up at me, and when she licks her lips, I know we’re on the same page.
I bow my head towards her and claim her lips with mine. Her full lips are so soft against mine, and I’m instantly addicted. Kissing Lena is even better than I dreamed that it would be.
Her hands slide up my chest, and I moan at the feeling of her touching me.
Fuck, I want this girl.
Her lips move against mine, and when I slide my tongue against the seam of her mouth, she opens for me. My hand tightens in her hair, and I angle her head back so that I can deepen the kiss.
“Beau,” she moans, and my cock strains against the zipper of my jeans.
“Fuck, Lena,” I groan.
“I want you,” she whispers, and those words are like a bolt of lightning down my spine.
I pull back, both of us sucking in air as we stare down at each other.
“You don’t?” She asks, and I laugh.
“Of course I do. This is just happening fast. I don’t want to rush you. We can take things slow.”
“Beau, we’ve been taking things slow for a decade,” she says with a laugh.
She’s right. Still, I have to be sure. I don’t ever want to do something to hurt her or push her away.
“Are you sure you want to take this step, Lena?” I ask, my heart a hard thump in my chest.
