Page 92 of Never You

Because if Rae isn’t worth fighting for….nothing is.

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The sun is warming my face through the windshield of the car, and I let out a deep, happy sigh. I’ve been driving across the country with this sassy blonde for a while now, like I’m a lost boy, consumed by wanderlust. But really, I’m completely at peace, sitting in this car with my girl next to me.

Yes, my girl.

The world might not agree with me, and hell, she might not even agree with me at this point. But she ismygirl in every way possible.

Waking up this morning, feeling her next to me for the third time this week, it gave me the realization I already felt lurking under the surface. I don’t just like this girl. My feelings for her go deeper than I have ever felt before. She pisses me off with her snarky tongue and her snappy comments, but really, I haven’t felt this thrilled in forever, and I know she’s the reason. I love seeing her face in the morning and kissing her goodnight.

I want this.

I want her.

The thought has my mother’s face flashing in front of my eyes in the worst way. She’s going to give me hell. My parents can’t have any change of plans now that my dad is getting more popular every day. They’ve threatened to make my life miserable multiple times, but they don’t see the big picture.

You see, my life is already miserable. It’s already filled with things I don’t give a shit about, or things I don’t want to do, just because my father is a politician. If they want to make life hard on me, and end my reputation with their power, my career, or whatever else they want to hang above my head, I say let them.

I’d rather pack my bags and live in bumfuck nowhere, waking up with Rae in my arms every single day, then play their show pony for another day. I made enough money to live comfortably for the rest of my life.

I’m ready to fight.

“You know you have to be on your best behavior?” Rae’s sweet voice snaps me out of my daydream, and I give her a questioning look.

She tilts her head, narrowing her eyes.

“What are you talking about, woman?” I chuckle.

“Meeting my family.”

“Have you forgotten I am a politician’s son? I’m always on my best behavior.” I now laugh.

“You’re an asshole,” she deadpans.

“He really is,” Bodi chimes in.

“See, Bodi agrees.”

I point my thumb to the back of the car. “You gonna listen to that fucker over there?”

Defiant, she nods her head. “Definitely.”

“I’ve been nothing but nice to you!Really nice.” My gaze darkens, thinking about waking her up with my tongue between her legs, my eyes still heavy with sleep.

Good morning at its finest.

“To me, yeah. I’m not complaining.” She grins as I watch her with amusement. “But to everyone else, you’re your dick-ish self and I kinda want them to like you. Just show them my version of Jensen.”

“What version is that?”

“Sweet, funny, sexy,” she taunts, licking her lips before her face straightens again. “No, scratch that, don’t need Nana to think you’re sexy.”

“Scared I’ll run off with your grandmother?” I give her a faux seductive look.

“Ew.”

“Yeah, seriously, mate. EW.” Bodi pipes up from the back.

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