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“We’re okay,” I assure him. “I’m on the pill.”
Backing me up against the wall again, he links his fingers with mine and lifts our joined hands up above my head, holding them to the wall. “So,” he says in a low whisper, “please tell me that means we can do that again and again.” Another kiss. “Because I’ve never once gone without and now that I have, I’m not sure I ever want to with you again.”
“Is that so?”
“Tell me it wasn’t so much better without.”
I only smile at him.
“Exactly.” He chuckles. “I think maybe we should do it a few more times without before you make a final decision.”
Before I can say anything in response his mouth is on mine again and I’m quickly lost in his touch.
CHAPTER FORTY-TWO
Bennett
“Doyou mind if I take her over to get a caramel apple?” I ask Lexi. She is knee deep in pies, cider, and jams, as my mother’s stuff always does really well at the Hudson fall festival.
She’d recruited both Lexi and Sutton to help her run her booth. I’m not gonna lie and say that I don’t love seeing Lexi bonding with my mother. She’s already got us married in her head, but nothing about that freaks me out.
“Only one,” she says, looking up over Mrs. Henry’s silver curls. “She’s already had a piece of pie, pumpkin cheesecake, and candy corn. At this rate she’ll be up all night on a sugar high or with an upset stomach.”
“I’ll share one with her,” I offer with a wink as I place my hands on her shoulders and start to lead her away.
“Do we really have to share?” Camryn asks and I chuckle.
“Depends on if you’ve had any real food today.”
“Granny O’Shay fed me hot ham and cheese before we helped her open the booth.”
Camryn’s already been deemed a member of the family, my mother insisting she call her granny. She’s attached to Cam, setting up plans for sleepovers and helping her pick her fruit next year.
My dad is the same, insisting we teach her to fish, because girls should know the basics too.
“When was that?” I ask, wondering how long ago she had anything that didn’t contain sugar.
“It was before lunch, but after breakfast.” I glance over to find Camryn trotting along swinging her arms, almost mimicking my movements. “Oh and I had bacon and toast when I got up today.”
“So I’ll make a deal with you.” I stop walking and she does the same, looking up at me. “I’ll let you have the entire caramel apple, if you have one of those pulled pork sandwiches first.”
“Can we split one?” she asks with a lift of one brow. I can’t help but laugh. “Because if I eat that big sandwich I won’t be able to eat a whole apple.”
That was my point, but I had to give it to the little lady, she wasn’t a fool.
In that moment I get what Lexi refers to as her getting anything she wants face. Those big doe eyes, that sweet smile, it screams, please say yes.
“Deal,” I say and she holds out her hand for us to shake on it. With a quick shake, we make our way over to the pork tent and order two sandwiches. Taking a seat at one of the picnic tablesthe two of us get lost in conversation over last night’s card game face off. We’d had ourselves a little Goldfish tournament going.
“Bennett?” I glance up and notice Emily rounding the table and coming right for me. I barely have time to put my sandwich down before she practically tackles me. Arms around my neck, I grip the edge of the bench to keep from toppling over. “Oh my God, look at you.”
Emily was a girl I dated back in high school but she moved away for college after graduation. She was the cheerleader, the caption of the volleyball team, and crowned Miss Hudson her senior year. She was loved by all, and yeah, I was real fond of her too.
Was!
That was long ago.
“Yours?” she says, pointing to Camryn with her brow lifted in question.
