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We’ve spent the last two weeks dancing around this conversation. Every day, we went to a new place that basically became Sally’s second childhood. Not all of them have fond memories, and I definitely almost punched a gas station clerk when I found out he made a comment about my girl looking hot until he found out she is trans.

By the way, Sally is squirming from the conversation. It's still a tough one.

“If you don’t want me here, I don’t have to be. I can go back to Alliance.”

“No!” she shoots out quickly. “I want you here. I just don’t know how to handle being around you and not jumping your bones.”

I crack a smile. A warm feeling settles in my chest. “You can touch me if you want. I won’t complain.”

“We’re taking it slow.” She decides to cross her arms over her chest.

“You know, friends touch and hug and even kiss sometimes.” I lick my bottom lip at the thought of kissing her.

The action doesn’t go unnoticed as Sally’s cheeks redden, and she nibbles on her own bottom lip.

“Come here.” I hold my hand out to her, but she doesn’t move for a second. “Please.”

With my soft plead, Sally turns toward me and makes her way over. We’re both so painfully quiet that the grass crunching beneath her shoes can clearly be heard.

I’m about to reach for her hand when she places both of her hands on my shoulders. My gaze meets hers, and she quirks a smile for the first time since coming out here.

I smile back, place my hands on her hips, and help her straddle my lap on the wooden swing. Thank you to whoever made this because now I’m holding my girl closer than I have in two weeks.

Sally twines her fingers behind my neck as my body instinctively pulls her closer. Her core is practically pushing into my abs. Our eyes meet again, and in a flash of emotions, we pull tighter, embracing in a desperate hug.

I hugged her when she decided to give us a fighting chance, but this was different. There’s more desire and fright. Realization that we won’t get to hug like this every day. There might even be months we don’t get to see each other.

“I plan on seeing you every other weekend.” The muffled sound of Sally’s family arriving signals from the house, but I don’t let go. “I don’t think I can go more than two weeks without seeing you.”

“You don’t have to do that,” she starts but stops when I pull back and give her a look. “I mean, I can visit you too. You don’t have to do all the traveling.”

“But you hate Alliance.”

“I do, but you said your mom has a room for you to stay in since you got that job at the aquarium.”

“Are you sure?” I smile at the thought of Sally spending time as my actual girlfriend, getting to know Mom and Marc better.

“It’s not fair for you to do everything, Ollie.”

My cock stiffens at the nickname, and I can tell she notices because her breath catches for a second.

“How do you want to handle everything else?”

“I really do want to rebuild our friendship. Make up for the six years we lost,” she says firmly. “While I’m at college, you’ll renovate the van and travel.”

I shake my head. “I’ll wait until you are done with school.”

“Ollie, you’ve been dreaming about this for almost a year. You can’t push it back for me.”

“Princess,” I start sternly. I press my forehead against hers, making sure she’s looking me directly in the eyes. “The plan was always for us to run away together. I don’t want to see the world if you aren’t right there with me. And trust me, when you’re ready, I’ll get on one knee. Because it’s always been you.”

Waves of emotions roll over both of us as tears begin to gloss over Sally’s eyes. Hell, I feel some pricking at the back of mine right now.

She’s so goddamn beautiful.

That’s when I lose all reason and bring my hand up to her cheek. She nods, and I pull her down and place a hungry kiss on her lips.

This might be the last time she lets me kiss her until I’m officially her boyfriend, so I need to make it worth it.

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