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Once everything is neatly packed, he turns toward me, extending his hand with an inviting gesture. I grab the blankets from him and, without hesitation, I slip my hand into his, our fingers intertwining naturally.

The connection feels right, as if our hands were meant to fit together. As we begin to walk back toward the truck, the path is illuminated by the soft glow of the moonlight. The waves continue their gentle serenade, harmonizing with the rhythm of our steps.

* * *

As I siton his couch, I look around his living room. He has soft music playing on his smart TV and fake candles lit on little shelves on the walls and on his coffee table. His small cabin house is cozy.

“Tonight has been incredible so far. Thank you,” I say, sipping a glass of wine he poured for me.

“I had fun, too,” he says while lighting his fireplace.

“This place is beautiful,” I whisper.

“I’m glad you like it,” he says with a warm smile, his gaze meeting mine. The soft crackling of the fireplace fills the room, casting a gentle, flickering light across the cabin’s rustic interior.

My phone buzzes, and I pull it out of my purse.“Dad”texted me after not hearing from him for a couple of weeks.

Dad

I’m sorry about Ray. Love you.

I roll my eyes and lock my phone.

“Everything okay?” Eric asks, sitting down next to me.

Before I can put it back in my purse, it buzzes again.

I nod and open the message.

Dad

Why do you keep fucking ignoring me?

Ignoring my dad’s texts, I throw my phone down in my purse and gently grab Eric’s face, turning it toward me. I lean in to kiss him and he meets me halfway. The kiss starts slow, but soon Eric pulls me onto his lap as the kiss deepens. With his hands on my hips, we explore each other’s mouths, my mind pushing aside all thoughts of my father and focusing on the man in front of me.

The moment seems to hang in the air, suspended in desire. The soft glow of the room’s candles plays upon our intertwined figures, casting fleeting shadows across the walls. As our lips meet again, a surge of electricity courses through me, every touch igniting a fire that had long been smoldering. His hands on my hips feel both reassuring and possessive, pulling me closer to him as if we are two halves finally reuniting. He glides his fingers across my arm, tracing gentle patterns on my skin and sending shivers down my spine.

Without breaking the kiss, his hands reach my thigh, sliding beneath my dress, and I let out a quiet moan. My heart pounds against my chest as he begins to move his hand higher.

He lifts me up from the couch and takes me into his bedroom, lying me down on his bed. I sit up and pull off my dress before moving to unbutton his shirt. He trails kisses up my neck. “You’re so beautiful,” he whispers in my ear. I giggle slightly when he slips my lacy panties down my legs, tossing them to the side.

“Are you sure?” he asks me.

I look at him with soft eyes. “I’m sure.”

CHAPTERTWENTY

The alarmon my phone wakes me up. I quickly tap the snooze button, rub my eyes, and smile when I realize what had happened last night. I turn to look at Eric’s side of the bed but frown when I don’t see him. Standing up from the bed, I slip on my underwear and dress. I notice a small sticky note on his pillow.

Good morning, beautiful. I had to leave for work. There is coffee and a blueberry muffin on the counter. See you later, I hope?—Eric.

A smile creeps on my face at the sweet note and thoughtfulness of breakfast. But the moment fades when I realize I don’t have my car. I grab my phone, dialing Scarlett.

“Hey! What’s up?” she asks.

“Hey, do you mind picking me up from Eric’s?”

“Sure. Why don’t you have your car?” she asks.

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