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He looked petulant for a second before answering.

“Luca is okay,” he finally said. “It doesn’t feel utterly wrong, at least, when you call me that. It feels… okay.”

It feels okay.

I wondered if I should worry about his ‘okay’ but the look on his face told me not to broach that

subject just yet.

“We have to tell your parents,” I reiterated.

Luca shook his head. “Not yet. I need a couple more days to come to terms with my life before I

tell them anything. When we get home… I’ll tell them. We’ll drive straight there and tell them.”

I respected his wishes. But I also felt like he was doing his parents a disservice.

I also felt like I was betraying them by not telling them the news beforehand.

“I see your mind over there working,” he said, sounding amused. “But… just give me the four

days that we have left in Florida. I’ll get my head turned back around on straight, and when we get home, I’ll talk to them. We’ll talk to them.”

We’ll talk to them.

I liked that he’d included me.

I liked it a lot.

But still… a niggling feeling was there in the back of my mind, making me want to tell them.

But, though I had loyalty to all of them, Luca was my main priority.

If he wanted to wait, we’d wait.

And for the time being, I’d enjoy my time with just him, not sharing him with anybody.

“Okay,” I said softly, willing to give him anything in the world if it was within my power. “How

much longer do you think we’re going to have to sit here?”

He chuckled, his chest moving up and down underneath of me as I leaned into him.

His hands traveled up and down the length of my back.

On one such pass, his hand skimmed over my shirt and came back up, catching the edge of the hem

and pulling it up slightly to expose my skin.

On his next pass, his fingers met bare skin, and instead of smoothing the dress back into place, he allowed his hand to go underneath.

He didn’t do anything adversely inappropriate or anything, but that didn’t mean my mind didn’t

start to wander.

His cock wasn’t even hard as he played his rough palms up and down my back, but the more he

moved his hands, the more excited I got at the idea of doing naughty things in the back seat of the truck.

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