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“Exactly.”

He was sitting back now, in a seat that was practically molded to his body. The car was in park. The wipers were off but the engine was on. It thrummed silently beneath us, as the vents began providing a warm, comforting heat.

“Do you know where we are?” he asked.

He smiled, and my body remembered that smile. Or to be more accurate, certainpartsof my body sure did.

“Yes,” I admitted. “We’re in our spot.”

He looked left, through the window, then back at me. “Pretty close I think, yeah. Hard to tell with the lines so faded.”

“It’s cute,” I sighed, settling back. “Not creepy at all.”

He grinned, displaying a full row of beautiful white teeth. His eyeteeth were a little longer than most, and I remembered thinking that was sexy about him. I was definitely right.

“Do you remember what happened in this spot?” he asked.

“Yes,” I said, poking him. “You took my innocence.”

He chuckled gruffly. “And who’s to say you didn’t take mine?”

“I did,” I shrugged. “Twice actually, if I remember correctly.”

He stretched, and the muscles in his arm flexed. They were huge now. And there seemed to be more of them.

“Almost three,” he nodded. “If only the damn movie hadn’t ended.”

I sighed, remembering the glory of that night. How perfect it all had been. How much it had meant to us, at the time.

“I wouldn’t have minded three,” I told him, letting my eyes wander his body a little. His shirt was tight. His jeans even tighter. “Should’ve gone for the double-feature.”

I was dimly aware of the radio playing in the background, which at some point he must’ve turned on. The song switched to something cool, something older. Something from our time.

“So why’d you bring me back here?” I asked, point blank.

For a second or two, there was nothing but silence. My heart beat faster, until it raced in rhythm to the patter of droplets against the Chevelle’s metal roof.

“I brought you back here…” Warren said softly, leaning slowly forward until our faces grew close. Our eyes locked. Our lips, as if remembering each other, seemed drawn together by some magnetic force.

“So I could dothis…”

Three

KAYLA

The kiss was slow, hot, thunderous. Full of intensity and heat… and also, promise.

Ohhhhh….

It blew my mind, how incredible it was to be touched by him again. To feel the heat of his mouth, the confidence of his questing tongue. The surprising gentleness of that calloused palm as it cradled my face, for what had to be the thousandth time or more.

Damn.

I’d expected to see him, of course. I’d even expected there to be some residual chemistry. But this…

I moaned as Warren’s hand slid down the flat of my stomach. He undid the button and zipper with all the practice I’d given him when we were young, and easily pierced the waistband of my panties.

Holy shit.

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