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As I come around the curve passing the barn, she lets out an audible gasp, taking in the view in front of us.

Instead of pulling directly into the space, I pull forward and back up till I’m just a few feet from the large projector screen.

When Riley doesn’t move to get out after I put the truck in park and turn it off, I nudge her knee with the back of my hand.

“Well, come on, babe. For someone so excited earlier to want to know where we’re going, you haven’t moved at all.”

With that, she jumps out of the vehicle. Riley stands there in awe as I step up behind her and wrap my arms around her waist. “You like?”

She twists in my arms and wraps her arms around my neck. “I love it.”

“Good. I wanted to do something special for you. Life has been so crazy lately. I wanted to show you how appreciative I am of you.”

“I love you,” she says before pressing up on her toes and kissing me. When her tongue slips into my mouth, I pull her tighter against me. Before we lose ourselves in that kiss, I reluctantly pull back. I could spend the entire evening kissing her, but I also want to show her everything that my dad and I set up.

I lead her over to the bench that has pillows and folded-up blankets that I had left here earlier.

We set up the bed of my truck in no time, making our own romantic oasis surrounded by twinkling lights and the sunset. I set up the projector on the edge of the truck bed while Riley grabs us two beers from the cooler.

Riley sinks back against my chest, her head resting on my shoulder. “God, it’s beautiful out here,” she sighs.

While she focuses her gaze on the sky, I solely focus on her. “Yeah, it is,” I breathe.

Riley snorts. “God, you’re so cheesy.”

“Nah, just honest.”

Riley tips her head back, and I lean down, pressing my lips against hers. Before the kiss can get too heated, I pull back and press a chaste kiss to her forehead.

We settle in and focus on the movie. At some point, I zone out, focusing on the darkness out in the distance.

“Hey, you okay?” Riley asks, cupping my cheek, breaking me out of the trance.

“Never better. Just soaking in this moment—here with you.” I swallow slowly and watch Riley’s eyes focus on my bobbing Adam’s apple. “I don’t deserve you.”

She opens her mouth to speak, but I press my finger against her lips, silencing her. “Just let me finish. I don’t deserve you,” I repeat, “but I am the luckiest bastard in the world. Riley Parker, you own me, mind, body, and soul. I’m not sure I will ever believe I’m worthy of you.”

Riley climbs into my lap and cups my cheeks with her palms. “I love you, yesterday, today, and always.” She pulls my face to hers. The kiss turns from sweet to passionate in a matter of seconds.

“God, I want you,” she pants.

I’m helping her out of her jacket when a droplet of water hits my cheek.What the hell?

Riley must feel it, too, because she freezes and looks up.

“Oh my God,” she shrieks as one, then two, then multiple raindrops fall.

She hops off my lap and out of the bed of the truck. I follow her, grabbing the projector and throwing it in the truck before it’s ruined. I don’t care about the pillows and blankets.

Well, so much for a romantic evening.

“Hey, come here,” I say, beckoning her with my finger. “I wasn’t done with you.”

I grab her hand and help her carefully climb over into my lap.

My gaze drops to follow her tongue, darting out and dragging against her plump bottom lip.

Her hips roll against my hardening erection as she adjusts herself. I let out a small growl at the friction.

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