Page 101 of She Was Mine First


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“This is my home, Ethan. This town has always been my home. I never wanted to leave, but I’m thankful I did. It gave me the chance to realize this is where I belong.”

I nodded, understanding.

“I think we need a break.”

“You have been a slave driver all morning.” I grinned. “What do you have in mind?”

While Livvy got her life back together and in order, I helped her however I could. She quit her job and opened up her own firm, focusing on corporate law. I was her first client—her father was her second. Things were slowly but surely falling back into place for everyone, me included.

I was happy to have my girl back in town, close to me. Despite everything that happened and what we said, we knew where the other stood. I was waiting to see where we’d take things in our friendship now that life had settled.

“It’s a surprise,” she replied, smirking like a fool. “Come on.”

I followed her into the garage. With a happy smile, she showed me what was buried deep in one of her boxes.

“I can’t believe you kept them.” I chuckled, amazed that she was holding our old skateboards.

“Of course, I kept them. I have something else too.”

“What?”

She reached into her pockets, pulling out my lock and key necklace. In a flirty expression, she asked, “Want to help me put it on?”

I nodded. “I’d love nothing more.”

After I was done, she turned to face me again. “Thank you.”

“I love seeing it where it belongs.”

She beamed, holding up our boards. “You up for the challenge?”

I grabbed my board out of her grasp. “I’m not the one who was slow as shit.”

“Hey! You’re taller than I am. Your stride is going to go faster.”

“You’re still using that excuse?” I threw it on the ground, and in one swift movement, I jumped on it and effortlessly slid across her driveway.

“How are you still so good at that thing?”

“I’m good at everything.”

She giggled, setting her board on the concrete before she carefully stepped onto it.

“Wimp!” I teased. “But you are just a girl.”

Her mouth dropped open. “Oh! I’m going to get you, Ethan Carter.”

“You’ll have to catch me first.”

For the next hour, we skated around her new neighborhood, and without either of us suggesting it, we ended up at our waterhole.

“Did you purposely buy a house near this place?”

She shrugged with a guilty expression. “I’ll never tell.”

“What now?” I asked, taking in the way her red hair still reflected off the sun.

I expected her to start splashing me with water, but instead, she asked, “Why do you love me, Ethan?”

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