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He was quiet for the longest time. “Kids just say things, and half the time, they don’t make sense. I don’t know what she was talking about.”

I shouldn’t have been disappointed. I’d figured as much. But for whatever reason, I liked the idea of him being forever marked by me.

“I thought so.”

“What’s that little bird tattoo on your wrist about?” he asked.

“It’s a raven. I did that right before my wedding so I wouldn’t completely lose myself. So I’d remember who I was. The way that you saw me, soaring and flying and free. Which had always been the best version of myself.”

“That had nothing to do with me and everything to do with you.”

I closed my eyes and remembered a time when I thought I’d spend the rest of my life right here. With this man.

“Cage?”

“Yeah.”

“I missed you.”

“Missed you, too, Raven.”

My chest squeezed as he whispered my nickname, and I nuzzled closer.

It might not be forever, but at least we had right now.

And at the moment, that was enough.

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Cage

My fuckingdick woke me from a sound sleep, and it took me a minute to process where I was. Presley was pressed against me, and my erection was hard enough to tear through the flimsy fabric of these ridiculous long johns. I pulled away slowly, not wanting to wake her. I took a moment to just take her in while she slept.

Her long black lashes rested against the top of her cheeks. Her skin was flawless, slightly flushed, lips plump.

Fuck. This wasn’t helping.

I closed my eyes and thought about the last documentary I watched about germs. Anything to stop my cock from throbbing.

But nothing was working.

I needed a release, or I’d never survive the drive with her today.

I tiptoed to the bathroom and closed the door. I glanced down to see my dick so hard that the tip was sticking out of the top of my long johns.

I turned the water on and tugged my clothes off because I couldn’t get into that shower quickly enough.

This place was a dump, and the water pressure was shit, but none of it mattered. My head fell against the wall, and I wrapped my hand around my dick, gripping it like my life depended on it.

I squeezed my eyes closed as I imagined my mouth crashing into hers with the force I felt in this moment. We were both desperate to taste and touch and explore.

Fuck. I missed everything about her.

Her smart mouth. Her perfect tits.

I pumped harder. I was so close it wouldn’t take much.

My breaths were already labored.

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