Page 66 of Chasing Forever

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I’m going to murder whoever the hell is at my door.

“Ignore them, keep going.” My voice is the plea of a desperate man.

She stills, then lifts her leg, pulling my hand from her pants. “It doesn’t work like that. Feel free to arrest whoever it is though.”

“More like kick their ass,” I practically growl.

Chapter Twenty-Six

Lottie

Deputy Moore is on my shit list.

Brooks and I were so close to having sex when Moore knocked on the door because Brooks didn’t answer his phone, and some idiot kids were caught vandalizing down on Wild Bull Ranch. If I ever see him again, I might push him into a mud pile.

My phone dings with a message as I’m getting ready to change into my clothes for our softball game. Every year, the ranches in the area have weekly softball games, and of course Plain Daisy Ranch is part of it.

Can I give you a ride?

Depends

??

What do I get to ride?

And now I’m hard.

I laugh and fall back on my mattress as though I’m sixteen again.

Sadly, I meant a ride to softball.

I’m ready to hammer out a yes, but then I pause. Us showing up together screams couple. It says we’re together. It says we’re giving this whole thing a chance.

Get out of your head. It’s only a ride.

Is it really?

I’ll leave it up to you. I’ll stay your dirty secret if you want me to.

For some reason, it pains me that he would think I see him like that.

It’s not you.

I know.

Giving up the fight the other night and kissing Brooks felt so good. I have liked him for a while, but fear has always held me back. Fear of what people would say, how they’d judge me, whether he’d hurt me.

I sit up in bed and inhale deeply. Wanting to see him and be with him and kiss him trumps any of the things I was scared about now that I’ve really seen the kind of man Brooks is.

Pick me up in ten?

I’m already here.

I bolt up and look out my bedroom window to find his truck idling outside.

How did you know I’d say yes?

I didn’t. But I hoped you would.

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