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She hesitates a moment and then turns and gets in her truck, leaving Bennet and me standing in the driveway, watching her drive away.
“You’ve done nothing wrong,” I say, and Bennet eyes me.
“Feels like I have.”
“There is nothing wrong with you leaving and making a life for yourself somewhere else. Kansas doesn’t own you.”
“It feels like it does sometimes. Fuck.”
He looks wrecked so I push into him a little further and say softly, “Come on. Let’s go to the trailer and we can see how fast I can make you come.”
He snorts a laugh, glancing down at me. His hand reaches up and brushes my cheek. “You know I have stamina. Marathon man, right here.”
“Yes, well that was before me. We should test it out, and see.” I grab his hand and drag him toward the trailer.
He doesn’t even fight me. Well, that’s just dandy. I’m gonna make him feel better, forget all about his mom and Kristy, even if it’s just for a bit. I can do that.
It’s what I do best.
* * *
Our bodies are sweat-slicked and heaving when we fall onto the small trailer bed.
“Holy fuck,” Bennet says, and I smirk at him, trying to catch my next breath.
Why yes, I fucked him silly and I was quite the rodeo star, riding him until he was crying out and bucking beneath me. Too bad we didn’t get this on film. But then again, it’s not always for the cameras. Sometimes it’s just for us.
“Come here,” he says and instead of fighting it, I scoot over to him and let myself press against his side. My arm snakes across his abdomen and my leg slides over his. I love the brush of his skin against mine.
A contented sigh escapes him and he yawns.
“Fucked you into a coma, didn’t I?” I ask, and Bennet lets out a chuckle.
“Possibly. God, you’re so good. I swear, it’s like a dream. Never thought it would be like this.”
I don’t know what to say to that, so I don’t say anything at all. Instead, I just rest against him, listening to the faint sound of his heart beating.
“You feeling better?” I finally ask, and Bennet shifts against me.
“Yeah…no. Kind of? I don’t know what Kristy really expects me to do. God, I hate disappointing her.”
I lean up, meeting his stare. “I know you do. But it’s your life. You can travel back, you can do what you can while still living your life.”
“Fuck, but I feel guilty. I never was enough for her…Kristy, that is.”
“She is a tough cookie.”
“Yeah,” Bennet says, worrying his bottom lip. “Fuck, this is so stressful. I’m so damn glad you’re here. You’re keeping me sane.”
My heart flutters in my chest at that. I mean, it’s not that he hasn’t said this to me before, but he looks so sincere, like this means more to him.
Fuck, does it mean more?
Do I want it to?
“You’re overthinking it,” Bennet says, threading his hand through my hair and bringing me down for a slow, sensual kiss. “Don’t overthink it. Just…thank you for being here and staying and feeding my family vegetables.”
My eyes sting, and I blink them quickly. Oh fuck, if I keep at it, I’m gonna start to full-on sob. And I haven’t cried in forever.
