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“I love you, too.” That might have been what set him off. Aaron’s thrusts became brutal, yet they still didn’t feel like enough. I wanted him to possess me. I needed to feel him long after he’d withdrawn from my body. He let out a cry that sounded like he was wounded, and his body stilled. His cock pulsed deep inside me, filling me with his warmth.

All I had to do was grab my dick, and I followed suit, messing my stomach and chest with repeated blasts of cum. My body shook with the most intense orgasm I had ever experienced.

Once we both started to come down from our high, I noticed he was sweating. He pulled out of me carefully, lowered my legs, then flattened himself against me so he could kiss me some more. I licked the sweat from above his lip.

“Thank you for choosing me, Mikey,” Aaron whispered. “I’ll try to never let you regret it.”

I tended to be sentimental, and my eyes welled. “I know I won’t, Aaron. You and me, like you said.”

He grinned, gave me another peck, then administered small kisses to my chin, my neck and my chest. Then he surprised me by licking cum off my stomach. He raised his eyes to mine before smiling.

“Number eighteen on the list,” he explained before licking his lips. “Tasty.”

I snorted a laugh. “Don’t be weird. So, are we going to try more things from your list tonight?” It was still early, and I hoped he would say yes.

He seemed surprised. “Of course. And not just tonight. We’re going to be trying and retrying things from my list for the rest of our lives. And loving each other the whole time. I just know it.”

In my heart, I believed that, too.

Epilogue

Two years later

Simone

“What do you mean Mikey and Aaron split up?” I asked Flynt, shocked by the news. “I can’t believe it!”

“I guess there’s been some trouble between them. Mikey was excited when he heard Mr. Walker moved back to White Pines. He told my dads that he’s going to make another go at him,” Flynt replied with a shrug.

“That’s insane! Cliff came back here with Brighton. You know—his boyfriend of nearly two years!” I exclaimed.

“April Fools!” Flynt replied, a mischievous smile on his face.

Once my brain caught up to the fact that it was April 1st, and Flynt had fabricated the breakup story, I sighed with relief. Then became annoyed. “Flynt Tilson, that was not funny. You don’t joke about things like that.”

Adam rounded the corner of Cliff’s kitchen just in time to hear my admonishment. He squeezed Flynt’s neck from behind.

“Ow. Child abuse much?” Flynt complained.

“Are you doing more inappropriate April Fools pranks?” Adam didn’t wait for a response. He turned to me. “Flynt had Josh convinced this morning that he and Aiden are eloping this weekend.”

“Hmph.” I huffed. Flynt was experiencing his first love with a boy from school named Aiden. Flynt had brought him into the diner a few times, and they were adorable together. “I think Aiden has too much sense to get married at seventeen. I hope you do, too, Flynt.”

“It wasn’t for real,” Flynt reminded me. “You should have seen Josh’s face, though. It was hysterical. When I told him not to say anything to our dads, he went into a panic. He didn’t know who to betray—them or me.”

“That’s not something to brag about,” Adam snapped. “You’re only proving you’re not mature enough to get married yet.”

Flynt sighed. “Again, made-up story. And apparently, nobody around here understands the spirit of the holiday.”

“Which is what? License to be a little asshole?” Adam asked.

“Whatever. Where’s Josh, anyway? Mr. Walker said he and I could play tennis on his courts while all the old people gab in his sunroom.”

Adam sighed, then turned to me. “Only a few more months before he’s off to college. Apologies in advance for the noise you’ll hear from the fireworks that Myles and I will be setting off to celebrate.”

“You’re both going to be bored without Josh and me at home. You’ll be begging for me to come back to visit the first weekend of the school year,” Flynt countered.

That made Adam laugh. “Only to see your expression when you realize we’ve turned your bedroom into a theater room and set up a cot for you in the basement.”