Page 50 of Three Little Words

I smiled. “Just, Dak’s gonna be getting a lot of free tattoos now. It’s fine.”

She didn’t need to know her brother had stolen over three thousand dollars from a motorcycle gang.

For a moment, Bryn just looked at me.

Then, she stood. She leaned over the desk, her hands on my cheeks, and kissed me.

It felt like it used to.

Slow, passionate. Heated without being a precursor to sex.

I lifted one hand, tucking a lock of hair back from her face.

She pulled back and looked at me, smiling in spite of the tears in her eyes. “Thank you. Thank you so much, Benny.”

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