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“And then…I wasn’t.”

“I don’t know what happens next for us. All I know is that I’ve hated myself without you. I’ve hated the way I feel, the way I feel like I lost a limb. And it’s not just the broken leg.”

“I can’t believe you’re hurt.”

“But the dog is fine. And I’m going to be fine. Seriously. But I’m not going to be one hundred percent if you’re not with me. So, don’t go away again, Erin. Let’s work on this. Let’s figure this out. Because I want to see what other cakes you can make. I want to see you smile. I want you to dance with me as soon as I can dance again. I want to go on dates with you. I just want to see where we can go. I want to love you, Erin. I want to be by your side when we’re both stressed out and worried and trying to run. I want to be the one that you run to. I should have said all of this when you were in the hospital with me. But, like I said, I reacted. I said the wrong thing. You tried to apologize, and I got angry. I shouldn’t have.”

“You’re allowed to be angry. And that’s something we both need to remember. We’re both allowed to have feelings. But we need to talk about them.”

“I love you, Erin. I love everything about you. Your outdated pop culture references and the fact that you get angry just like I do. I love that you love my truck as much as I do.”

“I do miss your truck.”

Her cheeks reddened, and I knew she was thinking about exactly what we had done in that truck.

“I want to try again. I want to figure this out. And I don’t want to run.”

“I’m done running.”

“Good.”

“I love you, Devin. I didn’t mean to fall for you. And maybe I shouldn’t have, or maybe I should’ve just let myself do what needed to be done. I was just so scared of you running away, that I ran first. I made a mistake. I don’t want to do that again. So, give me a second chance. Let me love you. I’ll do my best to show you that I’m worth it.”

I lowered my lips to hers, just a gentle caress.

“I know you’re worth it, Erin. We’re worth it. So, let’s figure this out. Together.”

And then I kissed her again, ignoring the way my sister and brother hooted and hollered from the doorway, or how someone came in to ask about the cake. They could wait. I’d waited a lifetime for Erin.

I’d waited for what felt like eons.

But with every step, every choice made, I knew I was breathless with her.

I knew it wouldn’t be easy. But we’d figure it out. Because there was no more running for us. I had been truthful when I said that I had fallen for her when I saw her in that dress. I fell in love with the fire in her eyes.

And I couldn’t wait to see where she took me next.

Epilogue

Erin

* * *

I arched into him,my shoulders pressed against the wall, my back bowing.

“Harder,” I gasped out, rotating my hips on his dick.

“You asked for it,” he growled. And then he pumped harder. I had one hand on the wall, trying to keep myself steady so I didn’t fall, the other dug into his shoulder.

He had both hands on my sides, gripping my hips and my ass, squeezing as he pumped in and out of me.

We were both naked in the middle of my living room, christening the wall that led into my kitchen.

Eventually, we were going to run out of new places to fuck in my house and in his. And since we weren’t planning to get a new home, that just meant new positions.

At least, that’s what he had promised me.

“Put your hand between us if you’re going to let your mind wander like that,” he growled out. I whimpered.

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