Page 35 of Memories of Us

A weight I hadn't realized I'd been carrying around lifted. Gone. What felt like a great debt to his family washed away by a few words from Brenton.

Locked on those gorgeous, sparkling green eyes, I said, “But what if you remember why you created it in the first place?”

“Anything else I should know about that night?”

I forced my eyes not to show my deception and kept my breathing even. “No.”

“Then we're good.”

Unease at my lie roiled my stomach, making nausea bubble up my throat. It didn't matter. He wouldn't remember why we were in the car and where we were going. Right?

“Beks,” he said with a frustrated sigh. “What else? Any other reason why you don't want people to see us together?”

My shoulders rose and fell in an exaggerated shrug as I concentrated on a seam along the leather seat.

“Good, because I'm holding you to helping me the next few days, and I don't give a fuck who sees us.”

“Brenton—”

“And another thing. I accept what you said back in the apartment about you letting go of the anger and resentment. Fine, do what you need to do, but you're not moving on from me.”

The confidence in his tone, the arrogance, willed my narrowed eyes up to meet his. “Is that so.”

“You can let go of the Brenton you fell in love with years ago. I'll allow that.”

“You'll allow it,” I said through clenched teeth. “Who in the hell do you think you are?”

“The man who won't fuck up the only good thing in his life again. Once we get back, I'll change, then meet you in the barn. You're taking me on a personal reacquainting tour around the ranch this afternoon.”

“Bastard. You're not even going to ask?”

An arrogant, cocky smile pulled at his full lips. Leaning back in his seat, he rubbed both hands down the soft leather. “Man, this is a nice truck, isn't it, Beks?” The pointed look he shot over left no room for questioning what he was alluding to.

I tightened my hands into fists, my nails biting into my palms. “Rotten bastard. You bought me this truck. I didn't ask for it.”

“It's called leverage. If you want to win around me, better gain some. Quick.”

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