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“You don’t go searching for him.”
“So he’s going to find me?”
“You’ll find each other.”
“How will I know?”
“It’s hard to explain. It’s just a feeling. This immediate connection you have with someone.”
“Like a best friend?”
“Kind of.”
“But Cove is my best friend.”
She smiled. “Where is Cove?”
“She’s grounded.”
“What did she do now?”
I rolled my eyes. “She kicked a boy in his penis.”
She scoffed. “Remind me to kill your brothers for teaching you that word.”
I shrugged. “They only told me because they said if a penis ever comes near me, they’d chop it off. But Cove wasn’t trying to chop his off, she just kicked it instead.”
She deeply sighed. “Oh my goodness. What am I going to do with you two?”
“It wasn’t her fault.”
“What happened?”
“He pushed her off the monkey bars.”
“Why didn’t she tell the teacher?”
“That’s what I said to her.”
“That’s because you’re a good girl.”
“Cove is a good girl too. She just makes bad choices.”
“So why didn’t she tell the teacher?”
“She said she wanted to practice her karate kick.”
Momma chuckled. “Oh, Cove…”
I changed the subject. “Can my soulmate be my best friend too?”
“You mean can you have more than one best friend?”
“Yes.”
“Of course you can.”
“Okay good. Cove would be upset.”
“One day she’s going to meet her soulmate too.”
“Maybe we will meet them at the same time?”
“That’d be nice.”
For the rest of lunch, we talked about what countries we wanted to travel to while we were overseas. After we were done eating, we drove to the bank, and I couldn’t hold in my excitement with my piggy bank firmly in my grasp.
Bouncing up and down, I asked, “What time is our appointment again?”
“In like thirty minutes.”
“Are we going make it on time?”
“With room to spare.”
I smiled, feeling happy.
Momma reached over, grabbing my hand. “I love you, baby.”
I smiled back at her. “I love you too, Momma.”
I woke up screaming, holding my hand over my heart.
“Shit,” I exhaled, trying to catch my bearings before I threw the soaking wet sheets off my body.
My dreams were getting worse. I couldn’t keep up with them anymore. Throwing on my robe, I grabbed my cellphone off my nightstand and opened the door to my balcony, needing the cool air on my sweaty skin. I stayed there against the railing for what felt like hours before I sat down in the lounger.
It was three in the morning, and I impulsively texted Hayes.
-I miss you.
To my surprise, a ping came through.
-You should be in my bed.
I smirked.
-Who would have thought you’d love sleepovers as much as you do.
Seconds later, another ping.
-Just with you. Even though you hog the bed and sleep on top of me.
I smiled wide.
-It’s the best place to lay. Did I wake you?”
-I was up.
-What are you doing up so late?
-I could say the same to you.
-I had a bad dream.
-About what?
I hesitated for a second.
-My mom.
When he didn’t reply, I texted.
-Why are you still up?
He ignored my question, asking his own.
-How often do you dream about her?
-More in the last couple months. I think it’s just from graduation coming up.
When he didn’t respond again, I messaged.
-Are you on your deck?
-I am.
-Did you make a wish on the shooting star right then?
-Did you?
-I did.
-What did you wish for?
-I’ll tell you, if you tell me yours first?
-I don’t make wishes, Peach.
-Why not?
I didn’t think it was going to break my heart to see his reply…
-You can’t make a wish to change the past.
Thirty
Haven
I dropped my overnight bag on Hayes’s bed.
“I don’t know why you bother bringing clothes,” he declared. “You’re dressed in my clothes most of the time you’re here.”
He was leaning against the door with his arms crossed over his chest in that Chase Hayes kind of way only he could pull off. He looked damn sexy shirtless in his gym shorts. It was actually my favorite outfit on him or lack of.
He grinned. “Like what you see, sweetheart?”
I flushed.
“You’ve sat on my face too many times to still blush like that.”
“Hayes…”
“What?” He walked toward me, confidant and determined. “You want to sit on my face right now? I’m kind of hungry, I could eat.”
I stepped back. “You’re shameless is what you are.”
“Where do you think you’re going?”
I stepped back again, intentionally provoking him.
“Oh, you know… I’m on my period,” I joked, just to see his response.
“Peach, I’m a man. Your virgin blood has already soaked my cock. You think that’s going to stop me?”
My eyebrows raised as he cocked his head to the side.
“How’s that saying go? I can walk through mud. I can fuck on blood.”
“Oh my God! You dirty motherfuc—”
“Look at you, using big girl words. I think I’m rubbing off on you, Peach.”
“You’re going to have to catch me first,” I giggled, taking off running in the opposite direction.
His heavy footsteps pounded against the hardwood floors as he chased after me. Once I was on the other side of the couch, I paused with my hands out in front of me.
