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Peter’s lips met mine, gently at first but the pressure increased, becoming almost desperate. Passion ignited between us like a flame to the wick of a candle. We were combustible, a box of matches to a gallon of gasoline, and each spark lit the fire of desire in the depth of my stomach a little brighter.

“God, I love you, Rae. So damn much.”

I gasped for air as my fingers wound around his neck and into his thick dark hair, “Pete. I love you too.”

His eyes met mine as a little sparkle shined in the depths, “I know we’re young Rae. I know you still have another year of high school left.” He cupped my cheek with his rough, calloused hand and pressed a soft kiss to my lips before he stared right into my eyes without blinking. “All I know is that I love you. I always have and I always will.”

“I know, Pete.”

He shook his head, “I’m not saying it right.”

“What is it?”

“I want to marry you. Right after you graduate. As soon as we can.”

My jaw dropped, “What?” Had he lost his damn mind?

“The way I feel isn’t going to change Rae. I’ve wanted to marry you since I was ten years old and I climbed the treehouse after your dad’s funeral. I couldn’t let you grieve alone. I cried outside the window with you, the entire time. When you fell asleep, I crawled inside and held you until you woke up.”

I already knew that. I should have focused on his meaning. Instead, I latched onto the one thing that made no sense to me at all. Sigh, I can be so stubborn.

“How can anyone know so young? That’s just not possible Pete.”

He kissed me softly, “It is Rae. I’ve always known I was supposed to be yours.”

I found his words unbelievable, “Stop Peter, it’s not funny.”

“You think I would joke about this?”

I didn’t know, but the thought made me furious, “It’s not funny to say something like that. You know what that day was like for me. How could you lie?”

He stiffened as his hands grabbed my wrists and held them back, “I don’t lie to you. Ever.”

I highly doubted that. The altercation with those guys at the concession stand and Pete’s reaction proved he hid things from me. I wasn’t even going there right now.

I was too pissed.

“What do you have to gain from this?” I asked, incensed, “are you trying to sleep with me?”

Peter looked so livid I thought he might explode. His face turned a shade very near purple, “how could you think such a thing?”

“Because nothing you’re admitting makes sense. People don’t fall in love when they’re ten years old. They don’t know who their soulmates are going to be. You’re exaggerating, and it’s weird,” I accused. “Which means you have some kind of hidden motivation.”

He shook his head, “You break my heart, Rae.”

“Do I? Or have I figured out your real agenda?”

He let go of me and sat up, his face a mask of anger and hurt, “I can’t believe you just said that to me.”

I was too angry to hear his words, “I want to go home.”

He moved out of my way as I slid from the bed of the truck. When he attempted to follow me, I shook my head and held up my hand, “Alone.”

“You can’t walk home alone Rae. I’ll only follow you.”

R.J. approached us with a big sixty-four-ounce soda, nearly empty, “What’s up?”

“Got your bike?” I asked, glaring at Peter.

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