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She shook her head and hugged the computer to her breasts. “I knew it was a fancy sports car but I suck at recognising models. I’ll take this stuff in the house and be right back.”

Inside, Kitt saved what she’d typed and finding Sug asleep, she left a note and made a quick escape.

“You didn’t trust me with your laptop?” Rob asked, as she climbed in the car and fastened her seat belt. “Secret information in there? Or love letters to Train Man?”

“Lionel is not in any way connected to trains, and I wasn’t writing a letter. Where are we headed?”

She was wearing her white short shorts and the leather seats were hot against her bare legs. She squirmed, trying to relieve the burning. Rob watched, amusement twitching his lips. “I thought we’d take a trip down memory lane and see if the barn where we used to meet is still there.”

“How sweet. I didn’t know you were a romantic, Rob.”

“There are lots of things you don’t know about me.”

After saying that, his face turned red. She’d seldom seen him embarrassed. And their barn, as they’d called it, was close to the house where he used to live, but he went another way.

“I’ve been avoiding the old homestead and bad memories since returning this time,” he was quick to explain.

What didn’t she know about him? Kitt hoped it was just an expression. “When were you last here?”

“Right after I got out of the Navy, my brother notified me Mom was in the hospital with pneumonia. Before I could get here, she died. Terry was with her. Pop was off somewhere. Who knows? The two of us stayed for the funeral. Pop died a few months later. I was working and didn’t come. Terry took care of what little they had, donating what he didn’t want to Goodwill. Then, he locked the place up and returned to North Carolina where he lives. He’s married with three kids. Can you imagine Terry with a family?

“I told him if there was anything of value he could have it for his trouble. He needs it. He should have finished school so he could get a better job. Anyway, he found a shoebox with a few hundred bucks in the back of the pantry closet. We figured Mom hid it away for emergencies.”

Kitt was saddened by the life his parents had lived. She’d never heard Rob talk about his family nor had she ever seen him so sombre. She patted his leg.

He smiled and smacked his palm against the steering well. “Look. It’s still there! A bit more tumbledown, but it’s standing.”

“Let’s take a look,” Kitt said, already unbuckling her seat belt.

Rob pulled into the rutted road behind the barn. Dust rolled and he groaned. “I’ll have to hit the car wash, but what the hell. It’ll be worth it to reminisce.”

Kitt jumped out and he took her hand. “The house is no longer standing,” she said, seeing it had been razed and the dirt where it stood was bare. “I’m surprised the barn was left, but I’m glad.”

The weatherworn structure sagged and the door hung by one hinge. It would be difficult to determine now that the paint was once red.

“Careful,” Rob said, holding back the door so she could enter.

Once she was inside, he stepped in and folded her into his arms. “Kitten,” he whispered, and he took her lips in a long, hot, hungry kiss. He tangled his tongue with hers and Kitt’s heart pounded in her chest.

Butterflies danced in her stomach. Her pussy twitched and she clung to him. His hardened cock pressed against her pelvis made her wet with desire. She squirmed against him, feeling as if she could climax if this embrace lasted long enough. He’d never kissed her like this in the old days. She knew it was because he was afraid he’d lose control.

“Sweetheart.” He spoke softly in her ear. “I’ve missed you.”

“I’ve missed you too.” Her blood ran hot. She could never get enough of Rob. Raising a hand to run her fingers through his curls, she found smooth skin instead. “I miss your hair,” she said, and he chuckled.

“I might let it grow if you ask me to.” He sobered and led her to a stack of hay bales. “We’d better stay down here. I’m afraid the loft is too rickety to hold us. The ladder even has a step missing.”

They’d climbed up in the loft and lain together the first time he rubbed her clit through her panties, bringing her to a climax. That was an unbelievable moment for Kitt. It wasn’t just the thrill of fireworks going off inside her body and juices flowing, although that was breathtaking. But she’d nearly burst with joy knowing Rob Harrison, the nicest and sexiest boy she knew, cared enough to bring her, Kitt Maxwell, to fulfilment. It also fired her desire for the real thing, his penis inside her shooting his cum. She wanted to spend her life with him, have his babies. She’d fallen totally in love. Was it love for Rob or for orgasms? She’d asked herself that question when it became clear that he was going away as soon as he could. Graduation day, and he was out of here.

That old fear of him walking out of her life reared its ugly head and Kitt scooted over on the hay bale, as close to Rob as physically possible. “If that loft could talk…” Kitt laid her head on his shoulder. “I treasure those memories.”

“We were happy together.” He put his arm around her. “They were the best moments of my life in those days.”

“Mine too.” She raised her face to kiss his cheek.

“A lot of time has passed.” Rob tweaked her nose. “Where and when did you meet Li-o-nel?” Rob tweaked her nose and chuckled. “Let me guess. At a train station. Or was it a toy store?”

She swatted his hand. “I know you’re going to laugh but we met several months ago at the library.”

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