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I gripped his face in my hands, leaning forward to deepen the kiss.
He gripped my thighs, pressing into me.
“Let’s get out of here,” he growled, pulling away.
I nodded, my body and brain having turned into Jell-O.
“You’re lucky you’re hard to stay mad at,” he grinned as he took my hand, and led me to the parking garage. “It’s impossible, actually, for me to stay mad at you.”
“Why?” I asked.
He stopped walking, as we reached the car, and stared down at me.
“Because, I see the hurt in your eyes, and I know you believe whatever crazy thing it is you’re thinking in your head, and I can’t stay mad at that,” he said firmly, opening the passenger door for me.
I slid inside and no words were spoken between us. Glances were exchanged and small touches, but nothing more.
As we pulled into Pete’s Garage, it began to rain. The water slid down the windshield in thick torrents.
I prepared myself to make a run for it, but Trace grabbed my arm.
“What?” I asked with wide eyes.
He grinned crookedly. “Dance with me, Olivia,” he pleaded huskily.
A smile touched my face. “That sounds wonderful.”
I slipped from the car and the rain immediately drenched my dress and body. My wet hair clung to my forehead and when I met Trace in the middle of the parking lot, he pulled the elastic band loose that held my braid in place. He shook my hair out around me and murmured, “Beautiful.”
Rain slicked off his skin, dripping from his nose and chin.
He placed a hand on my waist and pulled me to him. “And now,” he smiled cockily, “we dance.”
He dipped me low and the rain pelted my exposed neck and chest. The rain felt amazing against my warm skin and the asphalt fogged around us as the rain cooled its heated temperature.
Trace spun me around and we kicked at the puddles that formed in the potholes.
I laughed and sm
iled and danced and lived.
Trace grabbed me around the waist and spun us in circles.
“Trace!” I squealed, holding onto his shoulders. His plaid shirt and white wife-beater clung to his skin.
He lowered me to the ground, and dipped me again, placing a kiss on my neck.
The feel of the rain, mixed with his lips, caused me to shake.
Raising me up, he took my right hand, and used it to twirl me.
We both completely forgot about our fight and enjoyed the moment.
I licked rain off my lips as I danced around. The cool liquid tickled my tongue. I pushed my clingy wet hair off my forehead.
“This is amazing!” I cried, spreading my arms out wide.
“It’s only rain,” Trace chuckled, watching me.
