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“Steel Acres functions just fine without me. I’m a silent partner, remember?”

“That’s not what I mean.”

“Then what do you mean? Because honestly, you’re not making a single bit of sen—”

His lips came down on mine once more.

Despite myself, I opened to the kiss. Here. Outside my oldest brother’s home. Joe and Mel only a wall away.

I opened.

And I poured all my love for Bryce Simpson into this kiss—our last.

It was hard. It was wet. It was perfect.

The perfect kiss.

The perfect goodbye.

Finally, when I was no longer convinced I’d be able to hold back tears, I pushed him away, letting our mouths part.

“Goodbye, Bryce.”

I walked to my car, not looking ba—

His arm yanked me back to him, and I let out an oof as I hit his hard chest. “No. I can’t let you go.”

“You have no say—”

Another kiss, this one even harder and more passionate than the last.

This was not a kiss goodbye.

This was a kiss of pent-up desire, pent-up passion, pent-up raw need for another person.

And this would not end with a kiss.

He broke the kiss quickly and pushed me into the passenger seat of his car.

“My car… Joe will wonder—”

“I don’t fucking care.” Bryce looked straight ahead as he started the engine and drove off.

“Where are we going?” We couldn’t go to his place. His mother and Henry were there. His old place in town? No furniture.

He said nothing.

I cleared my throat, frantically searching for words that didn’t materialize in my brain. There was a hotel in town, but whoever was manning the front desk would know us, and then the gossip would start.

Not that I cared about gossip. But my brothers didn’t know about Bryce and me. We were adults, but still, there would be fallout.

Nuclear fallout.

I widened my eyes when Bryce turned off onto a different road than the one leading into Snow Creek. Where was he going?

Within a half hour, he pulled into a nearly invisible driveway where a small cabin stood.

“Here we are,” he said.

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