Page 106 of Revved up & Ready

“But you had pink hair when I fell in love with you, and that’s what I wanted to remember.”

She swings her leg around, so she’s straddling me. “Did you know one of the things on my list is keep a secret?”

“I don’t think so,” I say, running the backs of my fingers under her partially exposed breasts.

“It is, and I wanted it to be that. I thought it was funny that I knew, and you didn’t. But I’m glad I told you. I like it better this way.” She leans forward, kissing the back of my ear.

Why did I bother putting my pants back on?

“What if the fact that we were pretending to date in the beginning is your secret?” I ask.

“Ooh, I like that,” she says, popping back off my lap.

“Hey, wait! I wasn’t done with you,” I call as she runs back down the hall.

When she returns with herTry Itnotebook in hand, she tucks herself under my arm. “I’ve got to cross that off.”

I watch as she flips the pages, looking for the correct entry, and when she lands onhave a secret, I see lower down on the same page, she’s crossed offhave a good boyfriend.

Leaning down, I hook my finger under her chin and pull her lips toward mine. What I intended to be a soft, sweet kiss turns into something loaded and passionate. She turns toward me, grasping my shoulders, and my fingers dig into the soft flesh of her ass as I pull her across to straddle me.

“You haveride it like you stole iton that list, baby?” I ask, rocking my hips into her.

“Not yet, but I think I better hurry up and add it,” she giggles.

Epilogue

Sadie

One month later, two miles down a dirt road –Mojave Desert, California

“You gonna tell me why we drove out to the middle of nowhere this late at night?” I ask, accepting Cam’s hand as he helps me hop down from his truck.

“We’re crossing something off your list,” he says, dropping a kiss on top of my head before stepping back and pulling his shirt off.

Ishave sex in the deserton my list? I don’t think so.

“You gonna start taking your clothes off, or do you want my help?” he asks with aplease-say-yessmirk and a raised brow.

When I continue to stare at him, confused, he chuckles and unbuttons his pants.

What am I missing?

Tossing his jeans onto the seat of his truck, he points up at the sky. My eyes follow his finger straight to the bright, shining moon, and then it clicks.Dance naked under the full moon.

“You’re going to dance with me?” I ask, finally catching on, and lifting my sundress over my head.

He leans against the truck, and a moment later,Dreamsby Fleetwood Mac starts playing through the speakers. When he turns back to face me, I toss the dress at him.

His eyes widen as he takes me in—standing in the desert in only my bra and panties. “Unless you’d rather I sit back and watch,” he says, setting my dress down and then reaching for his underwear.

“No, I think it’s more fun this way,” I say, rushing to get the rest of my clothes off and kicking off my sandals. The sand—still toasty from the day’s 112-degree heat—is soothing under my feet, and the still desert air is warm enough to keep me comfortable as I spin in a flowing circle, lifting my hands to the sky.

A moment later, one of Cam’s warm hands grasps mine, and he spins me around and around. I sway my hips as he moves me loosely in and out of his hold, matching the easy, sultry beat. Before long, my cheeks ache from smiling, and he pulls me in for a giggling kiss.

Lifting onto my toes, I whisper into his ear, “Even though we’re crossing this one off, I think we should do it again next month.”

Cam

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