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“We will take it slow, everything on your terms Sunflower, it's me and you...forever.” His words break our kiss, and I know he will have me free falling, but I never have to worry about hitting the ground, because he will always be there to catch me.

“As much as I want to kiss you, so,somuch more, I am also starving and I really do want to take you on a first date... do things the right way,” and he lifts his lips to my forehead, placing a kiss there and lingering for a moment and my eyes close, my hands still firmly on his chest as his heartbeat finally begins to return to a steady beat.

He steps back and my hand slips from him and I instantly miss him. He gives me a slow wink and my heart gallops and a silly smile tugs at my lips before I twist them and replay the way he kissed me on repeat, and I really don't think I could have had a better first kiss than that.

Pacey lays the table, and I snap out of my daydream as I reach for the chicken and the baked potatoes from the stove and carry them to the table, placing them in the center next to the salad.

“Iced tea?” he calls out from the kitchen as I adjust the knives and forks.

“Please,” I reply and he walks in with a fresh jug and two glasses, popping them down.

He pulls out my chair, placing a kiss on my cheek and I sit, before he takes his own seat opposite me.

“That's a pretty smile you're wearing,” he compliments as he lays a napkin over his lap then reaches for my plate and begins to dish up my food before he plates his own up.

He hands it to me and I thank him as I place it down in front of me and wait for him and once he is done, we both tuck in together.

We make small talk, and I try my hardest to not bring up the day he has had. Normally, we would talk about our days, but today, today I think we can swerve it and talk about anything else.

And that's what we do.

We make small talk and it was perfect.

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

PACEY

Ilay awake most of the night.

It isn't uncommon for me.

Normally only three things keep me awake.

My pa, Harlow, and getting shot.

But tonight, six things have kept me awake, but two have been for good reasons.

My pa, Harlow, getting shot; Conrad, kissing Morgan and finding out she was a virgin.

I wasn’t shocked, I don’t think. I kind of thought it anyway. She had never been kissed, so why would I assume she has done anything else.

Kissing her though... now I knew what people meant when they said the ground moved beneath their feet.

Fuck.

I was floating through the air.

Then she kissed me back.

She. Kissed. Me.

Then she thought I was mad.

Fuck.

My hand lifts to my chest and I find myself rubbing in small circles to try and alleviate the ache that resides there.

How the fuck could I be mad at her.

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