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I smiled at her and pulled both her arms up so she’d wrap them around my shoulders, and I hugged her, pressing myself against her tightly.

“And are you happy? I don’t want you to think what we did is wrong.”

“It’s not? I mean…it sure isn’t right,” she whispered against my chest.

I let out a sigh and cupped the back of her head to make her gaze up at me.

“Society thinks it’s wrong, but out here, we create our own rules.”

She studied my face closely, letting my words sink in. Then she nodded. “We make our own rules,” she agreed confidently.

Grinning, I pressed one more kiss to her lips before pulling up my pants and adjusting my coat.

“Let’s go back to camp. Papa’s waiting on us.”

With our fingers interlocked we continued to walk through the snowy forest, seeing animals along the way but not shooting them as we were still too far away to drag a deer up to camp.

Also, we had enough food for now, and before leaving to go visit Mama, we would have to eat everything we shot.

Having Papa around bothered me more than it did before Vespyr came, but there was no way of getting rid of him.

There sure is a way. Like shooting him. You just have to grow the balls to go through with it, fucker.

18

December

It was finally time to drive back to Mama’s and to spend Christmas with her.

I was insanely excited, waking Fennec up each morning to tell him that we were one day closer to getting to see Mama again.

Just like this morning, I had to tell him that it was time.

I shook him, grinning down at him as he rubbed his eyes.

“We’re going home today!” I exclaimed, sitting onto his lap so it would be harder for him to push me away like he did most mornings.

Ever since what happened that day as we walked back from Jason’s, we had been cuddling at night, kissing up here where Papa wouldn’t see us or walk out into the forest to be alone and do all the things we liked doing.

We hadn’t gone too far yet, but I knew the day would soon come.

“This camp is your home, Ves. It’s too early to be awake. Go back to sleep,” he groaned, covering his face with one hand.

I grabbed his wrist and pulled his arm away to see his face again, then I leaned in to kiss his forehead.

“But we have to leave soon. Jason’s waiting on us,” I told him, leaning over him with both my hands propped next to his head.

His hair got longer, and each lock stuck up in a different direction.

“It’s probably not even eight. We got enough time, Ves.”

“Still. We have to help Papa clean up before we leave. Come on.”

An annoyed sigh left him as he gripped my hips and pushed me onto him, letting me feel his hardness beneath my already aching pussy.

That’s what I’ve been feeling for a few weeks now.

All worked up and with my heart beating loudly.

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