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“That sucks.” Country dropped the rocks in his hand and joined me, lifting a hand to brush the hair out of my face, blowing around in the light breeze.
“It does. Like I said, love is a tragedy in this family.”
“That doesn’t mean it will be that way for you or Micah.”
“We have our doubts.”
“Or you hold back.”
Blinking, I stared at him, wondering if that was true.
“No judgment, but if you never take a chance, you can never reap any reward.”
Hmmm. That was a good point.
“Can I get my ride now?” he asked, swooping in for a kiss.
My hand molded over his crotch, feeling the generous bulge. “I’d say you’rerockhard, babe.”
“You should do something about it.”
I didn’t have to be told twice.
“ILOVE THIS SONG!”Heather announced, spinning around in the headlights of Micah’s Dodge Charger.
Every night this week, I walked to Heather’s house, Abby would join us, and Micah would drive wherever we wanted. We’d gone to the movies, Hoover Dam, and now stargazing.
Best fucking week of my life.
I watched my girl, rubbing my chest over my heart as she smiled, blowing me a kiss.Right back at ya, babe.
Neither of us said the words yet, but I didn’t doubt she loved me, and I didn’t leave room for her to question how I felt.
Hell, I showed her every night when I sank into the heaven between her thighs. Never thought I could love anyone after all the shit in my past, but she reached inside, gave my heart a squeeze, and brought it back to life.
I had a reason to smile now, all because of my Wildfire.
Despite the broken road we both traveled until now, we found one another. It made sense why we latched on so hard. We both tried to escape our tragic past. The abuse and depravity varied, but the tarnish on our souls wasn’t all that different.
She saw something in me that others never bothered to notice. I was an outcast. The kid who stuttered and blinked too much, dressed differently, and talked with an accent—a misfit.
I didn’t mind. In fact, I was okay with not fitting into some fucking mold.
Heather did what she wanted and never apologized for who she was or what she wanted. She took pleasure when the need arose. My girl wasn’t afraid to control a situation or stand her ground. I loved her fierce personality.
I fucking worshipped the ground she walked on, or would if she ever let me. A smile widened my cheeks as she waved me over.
“What are you smiling about?”
“Just thinkin’ about y-you,” I replied truthfully.
“Oh, yeah? Like what?”
“Well, I really shouldn’t s-s-say out loud,” I began, gesturing to Micah and Abby a few feet away from us.
She swatted at my arm playfully. “Do you always have sex on the brain?”
With a growl, I threw my arms around her, picking her up and swinging her around as I laughed. “Have you seen h-how gorgeous you are? Damn, Wildfire. There’s n-n-not a minute in the day you d-don’t turn me on.”
