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My eyes stay locked on him for a moment and I allow myself to appreciate this man who has broken every comfort zone he has to be my rock.

As the last tear falls down my face, I rest my head against his arm. Moments tick by and suddenly the sky lights up as fireworks fill the already colorful sky.

“Happy New Year Bluebird.”

I look up to him and smile, “Happy New Year, Storm.”

He flashes me a smile and lowers his head, “I know I just rocked your world a thousand ways to Sunday and I know that we are in some fucked up definition of friends but everyone deserves a New Year’s Kiss.”

My eyes roll and I shake my head as I rise on my tiptoes. Just as my lips meet his, I whisper, “Dork.” and press my lips to his as fireworks light up the night sky behind us.

Just like that, the voices fade away, the pain subsides, and all that’s left is this beautiful moment with this beautiful man.

Chapter Thirty-Three

Allie

They say hot sexis good for cardio, but what they are not telling you is that it’s great at making you forget.

The past few weeks have been filled with silence and the hottest sex of my life. The last almost year of my life, I have been so absorbed into my grief that I forgot that physical touch is a key component to life.

Landon makes me forget. He makes me feel like when we are together, my parents aren’t gone, some psychopath did not take over my brain for months, and most of all, he makes me forget the bruises and scars that mark my body.

Silence can be death, but for me, this kind of silence…with him, is necessary to keep me going.

A car flies by me and I am quickly snapped out of my thoughts and take a look down at my watch to see the mile counter at thirteen point one.

Holy shit. How the hell did I just run that far and not even notice?

Because you were daydreaming about a certain robot man that is sexy as fuck.

I round the corner that will be bring me past the playground and slow when I see a familiar face.

Lainey, Landon’s friend that I met on Christmas Day, stands at the edge of the playground covered in snow, watching over a group of kids.

I am debating on whether to turn back around when she calls my name. “Hey Allie! Come over here, girl!”

Crap. What do I do? Do I pretend I didn’t hear her because I have headphones in or do I go up to this girl that I have met once? Fuck.

This is what I get for not interacting with anyone other than a sexy, but pain in my ass man since fall.

Taking a deep breath, I make my way over to her. I need to get back into normal life and what better way to practice than talking with a complete stranger and since I clearly have a thing about befriending strangers, what could go wrong?

As I am stepping up onto the curb next to her, she is about to say something when a kid throws a snowball at a little girl.

“Hey! Tim! Do not throw snowballs! I don’t care if that’s your twin sister. When you’re here, you do not throw balls of ice at people‘s faces! Apologies now, sir!”

“Sowwy Miss Hendrix.”

Damn. I never expected this girl, who looks like a damn Disney Princess, to be so intimidating. A laugh escapes me and I smile.

Maybe this interacting with others outside of Landon won’t be so bad.

After she helps the cutest little girl wipe snow off her face, she sends her on her way and turns to me, her attention still on the kids.

“Hi! Sorry about that. Having twins in the same class has proved to be rather challenging, but they are such sweethearts who cares!”

“It’s okay. I’m used to being around little ones.”

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