Page 89 of She Was Mine First

“Only the ones that taste like fruit. Look.” She scooted the drier wine to me. “I’ll switch with you. You drink those, and I’ll drink these. Boom! We’re even.”

“Boom, huh?”

“Yep.”

“I think you might need to slow down.”

She nodded to the darker glass of wine. “That one tastes like shit.”

“How do you know? You’re making me drink it.”

“I know because I can read.” She narrowed her eyes at the label. “At least I think I can. What time is it?”

I looked down at my watch. “Almost eleven.”

“Mmmm kay.” Leaning into me, she rubbed her nose against my neck. “You smell good… do you always smell this good?”

I scoffed out a chuckle.

“Why haven’t I noticed how good you smell?”

“You’re not usually making out with my neck.”

“I’ve made out with your neck before and your face.”

I grinned. “My face?”

“Yeah.” She touched my mouth. “Like here. I’ve made out with those.”

“I think I need to get you some food.”

“I’ve also made out with your dick. You really loved it when I did this thing with my tongue. It always made you do this deep growl, like, roar!”

“On that note.” I grabbed the drink out of her hand.

“Hey… why are you taking that away from me? I wasn’t done.”

I stood, taking her with me before nodding to the women. They must have noticed Livvy wobbling since they smiled and nodded back in understanding that I was getting her out of there. Once we arrived at the castle, I made her drink a glass of water and take three pain relievers. She ate a bit of food but was adamant that she wasn’t drunk and didn’t need it.

There wasn’t a cloud in the sky as we stood on her terrace that overlooked the gardens of the estate. The gentle lull of the breeze and honey scent was running heavy through me. She leaned her head on my shoulder, and I tried not to think about the fact that this would be the last time we’d be together for who knew how long.

The mere thought brought a sudden sadness over me.

Can I do this? Can I really let her get married to a man who isn’t me?

“What are you thinking about over there?” she questioned, tearing me away from my thoughts.

I didn’t hesitate in rasping, “Tomorrow.”

Livvy

“Yeah, I’ve been thinking about tomorrow a lot today too.”

I swallowed hard, hearing him admit what I already knew. Ethan and I always shared a connection I could never explain or understand. This unspoken bond, where words weren’t needed to know how we were feeling.

He was my person.

I was his.

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