Page 62 of How We Hated


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He doesn’t budge or show any emotion to what I just said.

“We can’t do this,” I barely get the words out, my breathing is so labored.

“I thought you were competitive.”

His words confuse my already discombobulated thoughts. It takes a minute for it to compute in my brain. Squinting my eyes and shaking my head, I ask, “What?”

He brings his hands up to my arms, griping me, not tightly but firmly enough that I feel his emotions coming from his fingertips directly to my soul.

“Fight for us,” he says with so much determination I almost lose it all together.

I feel like I’m the football player and coach just gave the most inspiring speech to get us pumped for what’s to come, yet it was only three little words that came out of his mouth.

My eyes bounce back and forth, like a tennis match of indecisiveness, as I stare into his gaze.

His tongue slowly moves across his mouth with confidence, like he’s a trained soldier preparing for battle, making my entire body go weak.

I close my eyes and take a deep breath, forcing myself to clear my mind and remember my family, my parents, and how wrong this is.

“I can’t.” I open my eyes and am locked with his. “We can’t,” is what I say, but my body is once again betraying me. Though those words just came out of my mouth, my body is screaming,Yes.

With so much determination, he says, “Watch me,” and his lips crash into mine.

Electricity shoots from my lips to my toes as I raise my arms to wrap around his neck, afraid that if I don’t, I might fall to the ground.

The stability he gives me as he brings his arms around my waist and lifts me slightly to meet his height only fuels our fire more as our tongues move around each other in a seductive dance for the first time.

I pull him closer to me as I run my fingers through his hair.

My chest is so tight that I feel like I can’t breathe, yet the only air I need is him.

A gunshot rings out through the air, causing my entire body to stiffen in a fear I’ve never felt before.

My dad.

I jump away from Dalton and search around us for any sign of somebody who saw that.

Dalton holds out his hand. “It’s okay. It was probably just someone hunting.”

Panic washes over me as all the blood seemingly leaves my body. I wrap my arms around myself, hating the feeling of cold that’s covering me now that his warmth is gone.

I shake my head. “No. No. No,” I repeat, not sure if I’m saying it out loud or only in my mind.

My eyes meet him again. He’s so gentle, holding out his hand to me in a caring way, which only causes my internal struggle more.

“I told you, we can’t do this.” I storm past him to Brandy and put my leg in the strap.

He stops me before I can get on by putting his hands on my waist and pressing his body into my back.

“Don’t fight this,” he whispers into my ear.

I gulp in air and close my eyes, leaning back into him. His touch is soothing the worry within me, but then I snap back to reality and remember that it’s his touch that is causing this pain.

I grab for the reins and push him off of me so I can jump up.

“We just can’t,” I bite out, my voice cracking from the tears that are forming.

I kick my heels into Brandy and turn the reins to point her back to my house.

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