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“They only want to help. I think it’s sweet.” Her eyes flicked over to where Lily sat with Poppy and Sofia, the three of them playing quarters. I knew because I hadn’t taken my eyes off her the entire time I’d been playing pool with Aaron and Gav.
“She deserves this, Kaiden.”
“Yeah, I know.”
“So, you’re in?” A slow smile spread across her face.
“Yeah, I’m in.”
“Eek, okay. So I’ll take her back to the house and get her ready and we’ll meet you there later?”
“She’ll know something is up,” I said.
“Yeah, but she won’t suspect this. I’ll think of something to throw her off the scent.”
“Okay, what do you need me to do?”
“Tell her that you need to head home and that you’ll see her tomorrow.”
“I can do that.” I went to go, but Ashleigh grabbed my arm. “I’m glad she has you, Kaiden.”
“Thanks.” My brows crinkled.
I made my way over to the girls and scooped Lily up, dropping down onto the couch with her on my lap. “Who’s winning?”
“Poppy. I’m terrible.”
I snatched up a quarter and flicked it into the cup. “Nothing a little practice won’t solve.” Kissing the end of Lily’s nose, I ran my fingers over the ends of her braid. “You know, there’s a lot I want to forget about last night, but I can’t get the image out of my head of how beautiful you looked with your hair down.”
“Gee, thanks.”
“You know what I mean. It shouldn’t have gone down like that. Our first high school dance.”
“First?” Panic flared in her eyes.
“Well yeah, there’s Winter Formal… Spring Fling… Prom.”
“I guess there is, isn’t there?” Her cheeks pinked.
“Yeah.”
I didn’t care about all that stuff. But I cared about Lily and she deserved to have the full senior year experience.
She deserved to shine.
Curving her hand around my neck, she leaned in. “I want all my firsts to be with you, Kaiden Thatcher.”
Fuck.
Fuck.
She stole the air right out of my lungs. I wanted her. I wanted her so fucking much.
“You know I’d planned on giving myself to you last night… at Bryan’s.” She buried her fingers in the back of my hair, raking her nails over my scalp.
“Fuck, Lily,” my voice cracked with lust.
“I hate that she stole that from us.”
