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“I know I am.” Drawing in a deep breath, I don’t let her go. I can’t. “Want me to whisper something dirty?”

“No.” She sighs, her eyes on the pavement. “Though you’re extremely good at it, I think it’ll make it worse, Tyler. I really need us to take it slow. I don’t want us to fall back into friends who fuck.”

As frustrated as I am that I can’t have her now, and the noticeable way the word fuck hits my groin, I understandwhy, partly. There’s a big part of me that just wants her to see I want to be with her and there shouldn’t be anything stopping us. But she’s right. There’s a lot about us that we haven’t worked out.

Instead of being serious, I pop off with, “We’re not fucking so… it’s not anything like what we had before.”

She elbows me. “You know what I mean.”

I stop walking and look over at her, turning her so we’re facing one another. Cupping her cheeks, my thumb touches to her bottom lip and I want so badly to part her lips against mine, but I don’t. Because of her. “We’re different, Raven,” I whisper, my voice carrying with the wind. She closes her eyes as if my words hit her suddenly like a heavy weight. “I don’t want friends with benefits, so when you decide you want more, I’m all in.”

When her eyes open, her smile is patient, tender, and fucking beautiful. “I’m not going anywhere, Tyler. I love you and you don’t know how much it means to me that you’re willing to wait for the both of us.”

She probably doesn’t understand how torturous this is for me, but I’ll take whatever she’s going to give me.

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