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“Good. And tell Dottie I’ll have you home plenty early since we’re both working the next day.”

“Ok.” She takes a few steps and then turns back to me. “What should I wear?”

“Whatever you want. Whatever makes you feel beautiful. I think you look amazing in everything. You make me walk around with a hard-on all day long.”

She laughs and tugs at her jeans. “You’re telling me these dirty, baggy jeans turn you on?”

“Absolutely. I can still see your ass.” I lean closer and whisper, “And I can’t stop thinking about how your pussy tastes.”

She looks up at me wide-eyed.

“I haven’t stopped thinking about you, Olivia. And I can’t wait to have you again.”

“Are you sure we can’t skip your parents and go roll around in that field again?” Man, I wish I could, but my mother would kill me if I showed up without Olivia after I’ve been talking about her so much. She’s been bugging me about bringing her for dinner since I first mentioned her name. But I had to make sure Olivia felt the same way, and after our date, I think it’s safe to say she does.

“If you’re a good girl, I’ll make you come after dinner. How’s that, sweetheart?”

She leans into my body, and her cheeks flush. I can tell I’m turning her on. I bet if I reached down into her jeans, she’d be just as wet as she was the other night.

She nods. “I can be your good girl.”

“Good. Be my good girl at dinner so afterward you can be my little slut.” She shivers, and I chuckle in her ear. I can’t imagine what we must look like. Both of us covered in dirt from the day, standing so close to each other, whispering into each other’s ears. “You like that, don’t you, Olivia? You want to be my little slut?”

“God, yes,” she moans.

My fingers tip her chin up to look into her hooded eyes. “Don’t touch yourself without me, Olivia. The next time you come, it’s going to be with me. Understand?”

She groans but agrees. “Yes, sir.”

“Good. I’ll see you in the morning.”

I lean down to kiss her one last time before I leave for the night.

She returns the kiss and reluctantly pulls back when Dottie calls her name.

She turns to walk away, but not before I smack her ass. She looks over her shoulder at me and winks. This woman is going to break my heart. But that’s a problem for future Landon.

CHAPTER 19

Olivia

I’m a nervous wreck by the time Landon pulls up to get me for dinner. Aunt Dottie assured me the Bowens are nice people, and she’s sure they’ll like me. But I can’t get out of my own head.

Ever since my parents called me an embarrassment, I’ve been spiraling without realizing it. And I really don’t want Landon’s family to think I’m an embarrassment either or that I’m not good enough for their son. Everything needs to be perfect. I need to be perfect.

I opted for a two-piece ensemble for dinner. It’s a black crop top with pink flowers and a matching flowing skirt. I picked it because it makes me feel beautiful, and that’s what Landon said he wanted.

I’m already waiting when Landon comes to the front door. I would’ve just run out to meet him, but he likes to be a gentleman, so I try to let him when I remember it.

He kisses me and tells me I look beautiful before helping me into his truck. We’ve had a few more driving lessons, and I’m starting to get the hang of it. I might even try to get an actual driver’s license at some point. I’m not in a rush, though. I kinda like having Landon drive me around.

He pulls up to a charming white house a few miles outside of town. A big tree is in the front yard, and a tire swing hangs off one of the big branches. The house is small but looks so comfortable and cute. Serena would love this. It’s very Hallmark and so different from the house I grew up in with its two stories, spiral staircase, and big white columns out front.

He parks his truck behind his sister’s small Toyota and his dad’s big, black truck.

Before we get out of the truck, I wipe my sweaty hands on my skirt and exhale.

“Sweetheart, they’re going to love you. I promise,” he says in an attempt to calm my nerves.