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I nod. “I think she’d like you too.”
“Have they seen what you’ve created here?” Samantha asks me earnestly. “Do they understand how amazing you are?”
I don’t open up with people this way, certainly not someone who I know is skilled at digging deeper than most. But with Samantha, it feels natural and safe.
“Not really. Carter stopped by when I bought the place because Zack found it,” I tell her, and I’m surprised at the hurt in my voice. I didn’t even know that existed. “The rest of them don’t care... well, Kayla would, but...” I trail off, and together, we say...
“Rule six.”
Laughing, Samantha sings, “Breaking the law, breaking the law... unh, unh.” At my confused look, she smiles sadly. “It’s an old rock song my dad used to like. I heard him say it so many times—for things that weren’t even bad, just like ice cream Mom didn’t know about—that it comes out automatically.”
“You said you haven’t seen him in a long time, but do you talk to him?” I ask, a near quote of her earlier question about my siblings.
She’s quiet for a long time, lying back to stare at the sky above us. So long that I wonder if she’s forgotten the question, but I wait patiently for her to decide whether I’m worthy of her truth.
I’ve already figured out that she doesn’t have any easy roads to her heart. Her body, she gives thoughtfully, when it suits her. But her soul, absolutely not. She holds that in a death-grip, buried beneath her sass and smiles, and she watches analytically as she reveals tiny tidbits. Any flinch and she’ll bolt, writing me off with an easy flourish.
“I can’t,” she says quietly after a while. “Or won’t? I haven’t forgiven him, I know that much. Mom says he didn’t leave me and Olivia, he left her, but that’s not true. She’s trying to make us feel better and take the hurt on her already overly burdened shoulders. I’m angry that he cheated, that he broke the trust we all had in him and our family.” She makes a humming noise that says she’s thinking. “Ugh, but at the same time, he deserves to be happy too. He fell in love, accidentally he says, but who knows?”
She blinks several times, her lashes fluttering, and I don’t think she’s looking at the stars anymore but into her heart. “I’m not ready. Don’t know if I ever will be. And that’s okay because I’m allowed to take however long I need to sort through my feelings.”
She’s giving herself therapy. I can hear it in the change of her voice, though she’s speaking so softly that I’m not even sure I’m meant to hear.
“Sounds reasonable,” I agree as I lie down beside her to stare up at the stars too.
She gave a lot of herself just now, and I don’t want to push too hard, even if I’d like to hear it all.
We’re both quiet for several minutes, watching the stars shine above us. I can’t remember the last time I stopped this way—my mind, my body, my planning. Just stopped and existed.
Actually, that’s not true.
It was with Samantha. It’s only been with her that I’ve been able to exist in the present and not live for the future.
I reach over and take her hand, interlacing our fingers. With my other hand, I point to a grouping of stars. “Big Dipper.”
“Easy one. Orion’s Belt,” Samantha counters.
“Little Dipper?” I indicate another bunch.
“Aww, I wouldn’t call your widdle-dipper little.”
The baby talk about my dick is somehow cute, not insulting. Especially when she sits up abruptly and straddles me, her knees on either side of my hips and her palms flat on my stomach. With her dress riding up her thighs, I grip the soft skin there, moving up and down from her knees to higher, almost to her core. She rolls her hips, and I’m instantly rock-hard, every hour spent aroused since her talk hitting me full-force at once.
I groan, telling her, “I waited like you told me to.”
She falls forward over me, putting our faces inches apart. “I know.”
I see her smile, and then her lips are on mine. I let her lead, her tongue dipping past my lips to taste me, our tongues swirling and entwining with each other. With her hips shifting over my cock, hands gripping my chest, and tongue thrust deep into my mouth, I reach the edge fast.
But I want more. I want her.
I flip our positions, gently and quickly lowering her back to the towel and centering myself between her spread thighs.
“Can’t wait?” she taunts as she drags her hands up my sides and reaches between us to my belt.
I grab her hands, one then the other, to pin them above her head. Looking directly into her eyes, I vow, “I can wait long enough to make you come first.”
She bites her lip, baiting me. “I have a surprise for you too. Take my dress off.”
