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“I’d better get you home,” I whispered against her lips as we both remained so close, touching each other in every possible way. She frowned, causing me to frown.
Was she unhappy with our first kiss?
Was I too into it and turned her off?
“Hey, did I do something wrong?” I asked.
She shook her head emphatically. “God, no, Mike, you’re perfect. This is perfect... I simply wish it didn’t have to end. Niall will come back tomorrow, and we can’t be this way around him. It would crush him. I have no idea when I’ll be able to be like this again with you,” she lamented, cuddling into my side.
I wrapped my arm around her and held her to me tightly. “Don’t worry, we’ll find a way if it’s what you want.”
Callie looked up at me with desperation in her eyes. “Is it what you want?” she asked, and I couldn’t help the chuckle that escaped me.
Her face contorted with hurt, and I shook my head while taking her hands in mine. “Callie, I’ve never wanted anything more in my entire life. Since the moment I saw you at the park, I’ve been waiting for our first kiss, and it was perfect in every way. Just like you are,” I told her, meaning absolutely every word. Callie smiled brightly, igniting me inside, and I pulled her to me in a solid embrace. She pulled back and kissed me again, lightly and slowly, teasing me with her caresses.
“Okay, we really better be going, I don’t want you to be late,” I said while standing and putting out my hand for Callie to take. I helped her, and she rubbed down her dress.
“Mike O’Leary, are you scared of my father?” she asked, smirking, and I smirked right back.
“Callie, have you met your father? I’m not scared of him… I am one hundred percent petrified of him.”
She laughed, and I smiled while taking her hand. We walked toward the edge of the haystack.
“Well, at least you’re always honest with me, Mike. I can always count on you to tell me the truth,” she said, making me wonder why she would say something like that.
I guess Niall does make up some pretty outrageous stories. I mean, the guy was all right to hang around with, but he’s definitely pompous, and I wouldn’t be friends with him if it weren’t for Callie.
Climbing down the haystack, I made it to the bottom. She followed down after me, and I averted my eyes when she laughed.
“Mike, keep your eyes down. Don’t you dare look up my dress, mister,” she chided, making me chuckle.
So I turned around and waited for her to jump off the last step. Callie wrapped her arm around my waist, and I turned to look at her. She was glowing, practically radiating beauty, and I couldn’t believe my luck.
“We should make this our place. Where we come… just you and me. No Niall, no parents telling us who we need to be and what we must be doing. This is our place where we can do what we want and be together. Deal?”
I contorted my face, trying to trick Callie into thinking I was having a hard time thinking about the decision.
As if.
She saw right through me and slapped me on the chest. “Michael O’Leary, if you don’t want to be with me, then you’d better get walking right now, mister. Otherwise, it’s you and me for eternity. You got it?”
The goofy smile was back on my face. I took out my pocketknife and walked over to the barn door. Callie’s eyes lit up when she ran up behind me as I started to sculpt a heart in the frame of the door. With my knife, I etched an M + C inside the heart. I even went as far as to engrave little swirls around it—the perks of being a carpenter’s son. I didn’t get to see Callie’s face while I was carving, but I knew she was impressed by the way she stayed wrapped around me looking over my shoulder the entire time.
“Do you mean it, Mike?” she whispered in my ear as I stood back and admired my handiwork.
I turned my face to meet hers, and her eyes were brimming with tears, which caused me to swallow a lump that formed in my throat. My hands reached out, and I held her face while looking into her eyes. “Callie Anne King, of course I mean it. You and me for eternity. And whenever we come here, this symbol will remind us of our first kiss.”
A single tear fell down her cheek as she smiled brightly. I wiped it away with my thumb and leaned in kissing her again tenderly.
We walked home that day, hand in hand, knowing tomorrow would be different. Niall would be back and continuing on his quest to woo her. Their parents would make sure they were together, and I would have to watch from the sidelines.
But I had her heart.
And deep down, I knew I always would.
No matter the outcome.
Over the next two years, our threesome grew strong. Even though I knew Niall was a complete dick, somehow, he grew on me, and we became close. It was hard for Callie and me to keep things going the way we wanted because Nia
