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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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