Page 63 of She Was Mine First

Grabbing the ends, I coaxed, “Your hair is long.”

I couldn’t help but recall why she cut it in the first place.

“I cut it because I was tired of looking in the mirror at the girl who’s your best friend. I’m just trying to find my own identity.”

Her bright green eyes still had the power to bring me to my knees with a simple look. She wasn’t wearing any makeup, but she never needed it. She was always naturally breathtaking. The women I hooked up with didn’t even come close to her beauty.

Something in her gaze told me she wanted to say so much. Our summer still lurked right around the corner like a shadow I could never get away from it. However, I never really tried to either. I chose to have it stay there in case we ever got a second chance at being together.

She caressed my cheek with the knuckles of her delicate fingers like she knew what I felt, what I thought, what I wanted. I leaned into her hand, and it fell onto the back of the headboard. I used it as a pillow as her other hand played with my hair, pulling the longer pieces away from my face.

My face turned into the palm of her hand, and I softly kissed it before I slowly placed tender kisses up her arm, brushing my lips back and forth to enjoy the feel of her skin against my mouth.

She was so soft.

So warm.

It had been so fucking long.

Eight years felt like a lifetime ago.

Except my lock and key necklace was always on her neck.

She lightly gasped, and once I made it to her shoulder, I slid her hair to the other side of her neck, never stopping my caresses on her skin. I could feel my effect on her, and she hadn’t stopped me.

“Ethan,” she lightly stirred, her body tensing.

My heart sped up. “What?” I was getting closer to her neck.

“You need to stop.”

“I’m just kissing my best friend.”

Her chest lifted with every movement of my lips getting closer to her mouth. I grabbed the side of her face, beckoning her mouth to mine, and she let me. Her eyes were tightly closed, and she smelled like the honey that haunted my dreams every night.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” I groaned, desperately craving to feel her again.

Her mouth parted as I brought her over to me. The smell and feel of her were making me dizzy, and all I wanted was to kiss her. It was such an innocent gesture, such a simple desire. I wanted to capture this moment and hold on to it for as long as I could. I wanted to remember her just this way.

For me.

Mine.

“I know a part of me will always wait for you, Livvy,” I murmured, getting closer to her mouth.

She shook her head, unable to find the words.

“You’ve ruined me for every other woman. You know that, don’t you? It’s always going to be you.”

She immediately opened her eyes and looked right into mine. “Ethan…”

I didn’t falter. “I’ll always be in lov—”

The sound of the front door opening was as if a bucket of ice-cold water was abruptly poured on my head. She jumped back and away from me after the sudden interruption.

The mistakes I couldn’t change were still there.

Especially our regrets.

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