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“Then get inside me.”

And so I did, slowly teasing her entrance, then entering her a fraction of an inch at a time. She moaned, wrapping her legs around my waist and pulling me even deeper. When I was halfway there, I slammed home, forcing a groan out of both of us. There was no more need for words as we moved as one. When I rolled to my back, she knelt above me, rocking on my cock as she slid her hands over her breasts, pulling the rest of her shirt off and then riding me with abandon.

I leaned up, sucking one breast into my mouth, fucking her as she did the same to me. When she came, her mouth parted, and her eyes going impossibly dark, she squeezed me, forcing an orgasm out of me.

I gripped her hips, knowing I would likely leave bruises, but I squeezed and stayed inside her regardless, my dick twitching as I came, both of us shaking, our bodies sweat-slick.

We looked at each other, our food having gone cold, neither of us speaking.

I knew that was a fucking problem. Because we were pretending like the past hadn’t happened, and yet it was something we were steeped in. It was why we were here in the first place.

This would probably blow up in our faces to the point where we would likely end up even more hurt than we already were.

But right then, with her around me, I didn’t care.

I knew this was a mistake; every single time we touched and kissed and did something beyond talking and voicing our true feelings was.

But I didn’t care.

Sadly, I knew it would be our downfall in the end.

Chapter 15

Myra

“I swearparking gets more ridiculous every year.” Nate pulled in behind Cross’s SUV.

I looked over my shoulder at Dakota, who rolled her eyes, and Macon rubbed his hand over his mouth. Joshua sat between them, the boy bouncing in his seat.

“I see the smirking. You may not be saying anything out loud, but I know you’re judging me,” Nate said as he turned off the car when he parked.

We all scrambled out of the vehicle, and I shook my head at him as we closed the doors.

“You sound a little more like a curmudgeonly old man than usual,” I laughed. He stalked over to me, twisted my hair in his hands ever so slightly, and kissed me hard on the mouth. The others made oohing and aahing sounds, and I pushed at him.

“Nathan.”

“What? You called me curmudgeonly and old. I wanted to prove I’m not.”

“What does curmudgeonly mean?” Joshua asked as he tugged on my hand.

I smiled. “It just means he’s growly.”

“Oh, then Dad gets curmudgeonly all the time,” Joshua said, and my heart did that little extra twisting thing as I looked up at Macon and Dakota. Macon leaned down and kissed the top of Dakota’s head, looking as proud as a peacock. Joshua was starting to call Macon “Dad” and did it as if he had been saying the phrase his entire life.

I was going to start crying any minute at the sweetness of it.

All of my friends had found their families, and I had, as well—only not in the same way.

I knew they were looking at Nathan and me as if we were ready for the next step, but I wasn’t quite there yet. And I didn’t think Nate was either. We were still trying to find our footing in the boggy ground that was our second time around when we hadn’t even been aware that the first time had ended the way it had.

“Okay, are we all ready to go?” Hazel said, Cross, Paris, and Prior behind her.

“I think we are.” I looked at the others, who nodded.

We were here for Music in the Foothills, a fun concert that raised money for local charities. It was an entertaining time for families—and great music in general. I had come the past two years, but this was my first time with a whole crew like this. It felt like I was part of a family, something bigger than myself. And I liked it. I had never done anything like this with my parents. This was far too informal with the food trucks and carts everywhere. People were camped out on blankets or in lawn chairs they had brought. It was usually very peaceful and a lot of fun. Kids ran around and played, and everybody had a good time.

It didn’t get too rowdy, and you always felt safe when here. Plus, I got to be with people that I enjoyed being around, and that was all that mattered to me.

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