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She gets under my skin like no woman ever has, and I know it’s because she’s forbidden.

We shouldn’t have done half of what we did, yet it didn’t stop us.

I find her hunk of junk easily. Hopefully, a semi will come by and clear the damn thing off the road and I won’t have to deal with it. Tonight, it can stay here. It’s safely off the highway and half in the goddamn bushes.

Rolling up, I kick the stand down and kill the engine.

Luna opens her car door. Least she had the good sense to sit inside.

I give her a chin lift. “What happened?”

She rolls her eyes. “How the hell do I know? You’re the mechanic. It overheated, I guess, then it just stopped and I only just got it off the road.”

I don’t understand how she drives this piece of shit. It’s not road worthy. I’ve offered countless times to buy her a car, but she won’t have it. Now I’m insisting on it. I don’t fuckin’ care anymore.

I don’t know what she’s done with money over the years, and I sure as shit know her deadbeat dad, who’s a millionaire, doesn’t help. She doesn’t see him much, and whenever she does, she comes back mad as an alley cat.

He could help out if he wanted, but he never does. And I know Luna is too proud to ask her mom and my dad for cash.

I’ve got a lot of money. I guess you could say I saved hardcore when I was playing football and I invested well. Though I don’t like to think about that time, I still think about what could’ve been.

“Go pop the hood.”

She does as I say, and I use my phone flashlight to have a look. “Doesn’t look like you’re goin’ anywhere tonight,” I tell her, noticing the engine’s overheating.

“No shit.”

I look up at her. “Do you want my fuckin’ help or not?”

“What choice do I have?”

Good point. She doesn’t have one. Not like I’m gonna leave her here on the side of the goddamn road.

“You could walk home.”

“Fine.”

She goes to the driver's door, leans in, rummages around, and a few moments later, she pulls out her overstuffed purse and slams the door. “Goodnight.”

My nostrils flare at her lip.

“Get back here, Lu. Don’t make me come get you.”

She stops in her tracks, and I know that she knows I will haul her ass back to my sled. Hell, I’ll throw her over my shoulder if I have to.

Thinking better of it, she turns and faces me. “Fine.”

I frown, looking down at her attire. “How the fuck do you expect to get on my sled wearin’ that?”

My dick hardens at the sight of her in a tight skirt. She has a blouse on and a jacket, clearly work attire, but still. “I’ll roll my skirt up.”

“Not carin’ who sees?”

She rolls her eyes. “It’s only you. Not like you haven’t seen it before, right?”

My head starts to throb as well as my cock.

That was a long time ago, but fuck do the memories come flooding back.

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