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“The worst,” she agreed.

“I’m leaving soon.”

“Yep.” She understood. Jenna moved to stand, but he slid his hands to her hips and smoothly pulled her down onto his lap, her legs straddled around his hips. His fingertips went to her neck and cupped the back of her head, and he drew her in like he knew exactly what her body craved. When his lips pressed to hers, it wasn’t the three-second cold kiss she’d given him. It was soft lips moving against each other, the taste of him filling her senses. It was her fists clawing up in the back of his hair. It was him wrapping an arm around her back and pulling her close. It was the gentle brush of his tongue against hers, and a soft moan she couldn’t quite help. It was his hard body drawing hers in. It was melting against his skin.

It was feeling, for once, that she was in a moment she belonged in.

Hang the consequences tomorrow. This right here was loosening something that had been constricted inside of her for so long.

God, it felt so good to have a connection.

His hands were everything. He trailed fire across her skin with his touch, down her neck, down her shoulder, gripped her back as she rolled closer against him.

She never wanted this to end.

She could tell the moment he started thinking. The moment his logic kicked in, the pace of his kiss changed. He slowed. He pulled back more, and shortened the kisses. He tensed, and her body responded in kind. No, no, no.

“Wait,” he whispered, gripping her shoulders.

Jenna froze. His eyes were closed, and he repeated it again. “Wait. We can’t do this.”

“Because you’re leaving,” she said.

“Because of a lot of things. I’m…” He shook his head and looked so confused. “You’re Jenna Brown.”

Her breath got caught in her throat. “That’s bad.” She was so confused.

“No, no, no, it’s just…we can’t do this.”

“Right.” She pushed up and stood in a rush. “Of course. Because I’m Jenna Brown.” She didn’t understand at all. Her mind was racing, trying to figure out what was wrong.

“Jenna,” he said low, and she could already hear the apology in his voice.

“No, it’s totally good. I’m great! Can we…” Fuck. “Can we just forget this happened? I’m great with secrets. This can be a secret, no worries.”

He stood slowly, a frown painted across his entire face. “That’s not what I mean.”

“I’m Jenna Brown,” she repeated, because her mind was doing its thing. “I’m Jenna Brown,” she whispered again, eyes burning with stupid tears as she cast her attention to her stupid name on the wall.

“Hey,” he murmured, slipping his big strong hands to her arms like he was steadying her.

The chatter and splashing reached her ears then. “They’re coming anyways. It’s good you stopped us. Don’t want anyone to know, so…” She forced a smile and stuck her hand out for a shake. “I’m glad you are back, Lucas.” She shrugged and blinked back tears. “The mountains feel alive again.” God, why had she said that? Shut up!

Confusion written all over his face, he slid his hand against hers for a shake and then she released him and turned, made her way toward the mouth of the cavern.

Stupid, stupid, stupid.

Of course they couldn’t. His feelings were probably everywhere with being back here, being around Cadence, being in the same territory with Gunner. She dashed her hands over her eyes and ignored when Lucas called her name.

No one got to see her like this. No one ever had but Gunner.

She’d asked Lucas if he was messing with her, and her instincts had been right.

She wasn’t the girl you took home.

She was the girl people messed with.

The tears streamed down both cheeks and she dove into the water, grateful for the chill of the waves against her cheeks. On the other side of the waterfall, she broke the water and saw the others swimming toward her.

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