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“Ugh, are you objectifying me, Hatchet?”

“Hell yes, I am.”

“Excellent.”

“I’m not the only one either, you definitely get some mom attention.”

“I don’t get half the attention you do,” she says and my eyes go wide. “I’ve had to stare a few pervy dudes down this summer.”

“I guess we can’t help it that we’re so hot,” I say and he laughs, pulling me closer. Making him laugh is my favorite thing.

After the cruise, we walk home, still hand in hand. It’s sweet and a little possessive but I adore it. We get to our houses and I pull him to me. He does that move again with his hand at my neck and damn I like that. He walks me backwards to the wall behind the shower, pressing into me.

“You look so beautiful tonight,” he says, kissing up my throat to my ear. I wore a black and white skirt with a teal tank top that does not require a bra. I wanted to look nice but not over-dressed. His hand at my hip travels up, grazing my breast and I gasp. “Beautiful,” he repeats now cradling my face in his hands.

He’s so intense and I feel everything when he looks at me this way. Like, this isn’t just a summer fling.

Our lips meet and there’s no hesitation, we go from zero to sixty pretty fast as he leans his whole body against mine, surrounding me. My fingers thread through his short dark hair and I pull a little when he nibbles on my bottom lip.

We go at each other for a while and I’m panting and want more. Unfortunately, his hands have stayed either on my neck or head, not venturing anywhere near my boobs again. They are feeling left out so I take one of his hands and guide it to cover one of my breasts over the material of my shirt.

He looks at me and I squeeze his hand so he gives my boob a squeeze too. It feels so good as I go back to mauling his mouth. Now that I’ve given him a nudge, he’s going for it as I feel him pinch my nipple which could cut glass at this point. His other hand gets real daring and slides the low fabric of my tank top down to reveal my other breast. He releases my mouth again and leans back so he can watch as his fingers gently caress the swell, his thumb taking a swipe at my nipple.

When he dips his head and sucks it into his mouth, I almost die but instead moan his name. He smiles and kisses my breast again before covering it with my shirt and making his way back to my mouth. We kiss for another minute or so, who knows what time is even?

We pull apart and he leans his forehead to mine, sighs, and backs up, pulling me behind him. He walks me to the back sliding door, kisses me long and not so sweet again, and opens the door pushing me in.

“Goodnight, Mollie,” he says with a bow.

My smile is a mile wide. “Goodnight, Owen.”

CHAPTER 11

WALK

MOLLIE NOW

Flipping off my old boyfriend was probably not the best move. I don’t know what came over me. It’s probably my residual anger and grief making me an unreasonable shrew. I’m so tired of being mad at everything. Talking with him after only made things more confusing.

It was good to chat with Natalie, but as much clarity as she brings, it does rile me up a bit. The next day after breakfast, I decide to take a walk to clear my head. I put on joggers and a tank top, wrapping a hoodie around my waist just in case the weather changes.

Just as I walk to the street, I notice Owen looking like he might be going for a walk too. I head to him, motioning for him to wait.

“Hey, I wanted to apologize for flipping you off, I was a little riled up and took it out on you.”

“No worries, I’m sure I deserved it for something,” he says and I smile.

“Going for a walk?” I ask.

“Yeah, gonna walk along the bay side if you want to join me,” he suggests and I nod. Maybe talking to him will help clear my head. Ha! I’m delusional.

I shrug and gesture for him to lead the way.

We walk in silence for a while and it’s really quite nice.

“So, are you here forever or just until you figure out stuff?” I ask, ruining the nice quiet.

“I wouldn’t say forever but I have no plans to leave, or figure stuff out, I guess.”

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