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It’s a whole experience he thought he’d never get to have, and I want that for us, too.

What else I want? Babies. Getting pregnant is at the forefront of my mind. Every time we have sex, I think about it. Although Ellister hasn’t voiced it, he wants kids ASAP. I can tell in the way he buries his cock extra deep when he comes, like he’s trying to plant himself inside me.

As he cups my breast on the outside of my T-shirt, we’re interrupted by two voices. I recognize the first one as Chase.

“What’s the problem?” he sighs heavily.

“I saw you talking to Charity.” That snippy tone sounds… familiar.

Younger than I remember, but familiar nonetheless.

“I had to sell her a pie, Faith,” Chase explains patiently but firmly. “I talk to customers. They give me money, and I give them a receipt and tell them to have a good day. That’s how a sale works.”

“But did you have to smile at her?”

Oh my God. Faith is here.

Slipping away from Ellister, I peek over the stall door and see a teenage version of my frenemy.

“That’s called good service,” Chase quips, his arms crossed in a take-no-shit stance.

“You just looked really happy to see her.”

A charming grin breaks out on his face, and he reaches out to tickle her ribs. “I’m happy to seeyou.”

Finally appeased, Faith giggles. “I’m happy to see you, too.”

She puts her arms around his neck, and I absolutely do not want to see two thirteen-year-olds making out. Scrunching up my face, I back away silently and give Ellister a can-you-believe-this look.

There’s some smooching noises, then Chase suggests, “Why don’t you go help my mom finish up with dinner? I’ll be there in a minute.”

“Okay.” Faith’s footsteps fade away as she leaves the barn.

“Sorry you had to hear that,” Chase calls to us, since he apparently knew we were in here all along. “Girlfriends, am I right?”

“I’ll finish up,” Ellister says quietly, placing a kiss on my forehead. “Go talk to him.”

I come out from the stall a bit awkwardly as I wipe my hands on the jeans my mom gave me. Both my parents—I mean, Bobby and Catrina—sorted through their closets to find extra clothes for Ellister and me. Because of their generosity, my wardrobe is almost as versatile as it used to be. Sure, I don’t have any petty T-shirts, but I can get some as soon as I receive my first paycheck.

I give Chase a genuine smile as I meet him in the open doorway.

If I’d grown up with a younger brother, I would’ve given him advice in a situation like this. Unfortunately, I have no practice at being a sister.

However, I can be a friend.

I don’t know Chase well enough to tell him what to do, but I can’t help speaking up. “Aren’t you a little young to be dating?”

“I’ll be fourteen soon.”

Nodding as if I just made my point, I drawl, “Like I said.”

“Faith’s been my best friend since we were in diapers.” Shrugging, Chase scratches the back of his neck. “We’ve always liked each other. We were gonna get together eventually.”

“You’re not stuck with someone just because you’ve known them for a long time.”

“That’s not why we’re together,” he defends. “I love her.”

“Those are some strong words.”

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