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It is day three of our trip and every day I share a little bit more about my past with her. The images I saw as a kid, the things I had been through, and the moments I carry with me.
Leaves crunch underneath the soles of my hiking boots. The sun wavers on the horizon. Sheen sweat glistens on my forehead as we make our way back to Bette.
Lenny surprised me by inviting Mia and Danny and they have an organized caravan that helps in the showering and unloading department. It was sweet of her to include my friends. Beth couldn’t come because her daughter, Daisy, was sick.
“I missed this. It’s been a millennium since we went on a trip together.” Danny mentions somewhere behind us.
“Well, I have another surprise,” Lenny giggles sweetly and I clutch my palms to her arms and kiss her forehead before I bite her nose lightly and kiss it too.
“What is it?”
“It’s us you bastard,” Beth’s voice booms in the open parking lot space.
My lips part and turn into a smirk. “What?! I thought Daisy—”
She holds her hand in the air, stopping me from rambling on. “She’s fine, needed a couple of days to recover,” she looks over to her husband Tony who wraps his arm around her shoulder.
“And now she visits her grandparents.” He finishes with a wink.
Lenny is quick to say, “We’re happy you’re here.”
“Look at that! The gang is back on the road,” Danny’s cheerful voice echoes as he puts his arms around Mia and pulls her in for a kiss.
“I came here to have sex with my husband. I don’t know about you, but a four-year-old is a full-time job.” Beth clarifies quickly, “Right honey?! Get in the car.”
“Damn Beth, always the Rottweiler,” Denny comments with a sly grin.
“I don’t have time to bark. I need to get down to business.”
Subtle as always.
We say our goodbyes for the time being as we return to our vehicles. Danny and Mia permit us to shower first so we do it together to cut time even though it’s a tiny box, we manage to make it work.
Our bodies are draped on the bed in the compact space of her small van. The thin metal shelters us from the outdoors. The density forces us to clamp into each other and I love every minute of it. Being this close for three days made us somewhat more intimate.
I kiss the abundance of scars littering her legs, paying extra attention to the scab decorating her knee. “Finally, I can fuck you properly and not finger you in the valley.”
I lick her wound while I stare into the ocean I’m getting lost in as each day goes by, making my way to her lips and crashing our mouths for long moments.
We cuddle, the space is charged in her energy. The pink and yellow sheets, the blue curtains—colorful like her. Necklaces of seashells she collects hang from the ceiling.
A picture of Scar is taped to her windshield…wait what?
Scar.
The fucker.
Always one step ahead of me.
She plucks a grape and tosses it into her mouth. I gulp down the pineapple juice she got us while I trace every part of her.
“I need to tell you something,” Lenny says.
Nothing good ever came from those words.
Acid covers my mouth.
I can’t read her expression and my muscles clench.
