I’d saved up for months to be able to take her out to dinner, just the two of us, for her fourteenth birthday.We had to split a dessert, but that was okay, because we both wanted the same thing.Splitting that slice with her might have been the first moment I fell.
“How?”
It’s all I can manage, still too stunned by her gesture.
Kyra shrugs.“I made a few calls.Plus, we already had the cherries since they’re used in Ol’ Fashioned Preacher.I hope you like it.”
“I more than like it.”
Capturing her lips in mine, I kiss her like a man clamors for his last breath.I don’t know what I did to deserve this woman, but I’m going to spend the rest of time trying to be worthy of her.I know that much.
“There’s only one problem, Baby,” I tell her between kisses.
“What?”
I can hear the concern in her voice, and can’t help but laugh to myself.
“I’m not sure what I want to eat more right now, that cheesecake or you.”
Kyra smiles, her eyes going dark.“Cheesecake first.Then me.Then cheesecake off me.”
I groan, unable to hold it in.That sounds like the perfect plan.
“Sounds like my kind of trouble.”
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