Page 107 of My Silver Lining

“I know that. I’m excited for you.” I cleared my throat. “Not going to lie, I wish Paris and Rosewood River weren’t so far away from one another.”

She smiled. “Yeah, I know. But I did a long-distance thing before, and it was a disaster. I won’t make that mistake again.”

“I agree. I don’t think relationships work if you can’t spend time together. They’re hard enough as is. And we knew what this was when we started.”

“Exactly. It was always the plan to call it done when I left.”

I could see the relief on her face that I was agreeing with her, and it felt like a kick to the gut.

A reminder that she was leaving, and she was happy about it.

I’ve never been in this position before, so it was foreign to me. Loving someone so fiercely but knowing that I shouldn’t tell her. It would only complicate things.

So instead, I’d show her.

Sometimes, when you loved someone enough, you had to let them go.

So, I’d let her go and love her from afar.

Because that’s what she wanted.

“So, we’ll call it done, Lulu,” I said, reassuring her. I tugged her head down and kissed her.

Our nights together were always intense.

The sex. The intimacy. The conversation.

Even sleeping with this woman was a mind-fuck because she’d always sleep curled into me, fitting beside me like she was made for me, like she couldn’t stand to be even a few inches apart.

I tipped her back on the couch, hovering above her now.

“I need to taste you right now.” I smiled down at her as her chest rose and fell.

The truth was, I wanted to memorize everything about her.

Every curve and feature on her gorgeous face.

Every inch of her beautiful body.

“You won’t get an argument here,” she whispered, her lips parted and eyes heated.

I kneeled between her legs and peeled her leggings down her body, taking her lacy panties with them.

“Arms up,” I said, and she knew exactly what I wanted.

I wanted her bare for me.

I tugged her shirt over her head and tossed it to the floor, pleased to find she wasn’t wearing a bra beneath. I ran my thumbs over her hard peaks before leaning down and kissing her.

Slowly at first.

Her lips. Her neck. Her collarbone. Her tits.

I moved down her stomach, to the apex of her thighs.

And then I buried my face between her legs and licked her from one end to the other.

She groaned as she bucked against me.

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