Page 42 of Be My Compass


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It’s me and Kae.

She’s the key.

Always.

And I’m the lock. That stiff, boring restraint.

The thing that can’t open without her.

Her smile gets a little softer when she places her hand right above my tattoo. “You have no idea how hot that is.”

“My tattoo?”

She nods. Bites down on her bottom lip. “Or maybe you do.”

“I’ve been told a few times.”

Her lashes bat down. Then back up. She clears her throat. “Say cheese.”

I stoop a little so she doesn’t have to raise her arms so high to get me into the shot. Kaelyn presses her body into mine. I slip my hand around her waist and hold her tighter.

She feels way too soft against me.

This feels way too right.

She drops her arm. Pockets her cell phone. “I wish I’d brought a bathing suit.”

A bathing suit? What? Does she want to kill me?

My head is too chaotic right now. My feelings are a tangled thread that I need to unravel and unknot. In this weird state, in this strange in-between of freedom and recklessness—if I saw Kaelyn in those little triangles she calls a bathing suit, I’d go nuts.

Just imagining it…

Those long, creamy brown legs on display.

Her hair wet.

Water dripping down her chin.

Her chest.

Down.

Between her legs.

She laughs. “Kastle, why are you staring at me like that?”

I shake my head.

Kaelyn dances closer to the water and splashes me.

“Hey!” I lift my arms to protect myself.

“I think you need to cool down,” she says, her voice light and joyful.

I bend close to the waves and splash her back.

Her joyful laughter bounces over the water. Merges with the shrieks of pelicans. The crash of the waves. The song on the wind.

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