Page 45 of Broken

“Oh, you will be. Later.” Her eyes raked down my chest, and my cock twitched in my jeans.Down, boy. Too early.

When our food arrived, Izzy moaned, taking the first bite into her mouth. “Oh, my God. I think my mouth just had an orgasm.”

My brow rose as my cock jumped again, wishing it was her fork. “That good, huh?”

“To die for.” She rolled her eyes with her second bite, like she’d just tasted heaven.

I took a bite of my own and was almost moaning myself. “You’re right. This is really good. Remind me to thank my grandpa for recommending it.”

She just nodded, already halfway through her plate. I smiled and hurried to catch up, glad there were still two courses ahead of us.

We waited outside for the valet when we finished, and Izzy held her hand to her middle, the both of us so stuffed I wasn’t sure we’d be up for what was next, but I knew it’d be epic. So, I pulled up to a nearby park first, grabbing a pack of crackers from the glove box I’d stashed in my truck. I hadn’t planned it, but there was a bridge over the water covered in fairy lights, and Izzy and I made our way out to the center, talking and laughing as we tossed broken cracker pieces to the ducks in the water.

We found a bench under a gazebo on the other side, and Izzy pulled me down, tugging at my collar to capture me in a kiss. I wrapped my arms around her, feeling the goosebumps trickling over the skin of her exposed back, and pulled her tighter into my arms.

“You’re cold?” I asked when we broke away, and she shook her head.

“Not in your arms.” But she shivered just moments later. Wanting her out of the cold, I stood and held out my hand, pulling her to her feet.

“Come on. I don’t want us to miss the next part.”

I drove to a place across town, and Izzy’s mouth fell open, her eyes lighting up when she read the sign.

“We’re going rock climbing?”

I smirked, proud of myself for the idea. “If you’re up for it.”

“Of course, I am. I’ve always wanted to try it.”

“I know.” We hopped out, and I grabbed our bags from the back seat, heading inside. I signed us in as Izzy went to change and then headed to the locker rooms myself. I still made it back out before Izzy, but I really didn’t care. Not as long as I got to watch her ass move in those leggings.Note to self…staybelowmy girlfriend while climbing.

We headed over to where our instructor was waiting, both of us listening carefully to the instructions and safety info before they helped us into our climbing harnesses.

“You ready to get smoked?” Izzy placed her hands on the jugs, bracing her legs on the floor like it was a race.

I smirked, taking my own stance. “You realize I’ve got over an entire foot on you.”

“All I hear is smack talk.” She tilted her head back, her braid still falling over her shoulder as she looked up at the wall. “Ready. Set. Go.”

I waited a few seconds before starting, too busy watchingher, when she fussed, “Get moving, whiskey.”

“Sure thing, princess.” I grabbed a couple of jugs, pulling myself up, and made myself go just fast enough to keep up with her without totally passing her up, but when we reached the top, she glared at me with a scowl, her hands on her hips.

“Nah-ah. Not gonna fly. It’s not fun if you take it easy on me.”

My brow rose. “You really want me to race you? Because I want to do thiswithyou. Not leave you in the dust.”

She raised an eyebrow at that. “Not the whole time, but I want at least one good race. I want to see how close I can get to catching up with you.”

I nodded. “Okay, but how about we save that round for the end? Get some practice in first.”

“Deal.” She looked at the instructor. “Is it safe to go down?” The guy nodded, and she positioned her feet at the edge, jumping off the top rung in her descent.

She was pretty decent, and before I knew it, she had me agreeing to some playful races. I smoked her each time, but by the end, she was definitely starting to catch up.

Sweat soaked our brows, our faces flushed, but Izzy never gave up. On our last round, I rushed, realizing she was gaining, determination blazing in those mossy emerald depths when I looked down. I took the last few jugs at more of a jump and reached the top, throwing my hands in the air in a triumphantwhoop, when suddenly the instructor rushed forward, alarm on his face.

I spun around, my heart lurching in my chest to see Izzy falling back, unconscious as the guys slowed her descent to lower her to the ground.

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