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“Never going to look at a pair of scissors the same again,” Wrench says, shaking his head as he chuckles.
“Come on, I’ll take you home,” I say.
Nodding to the boys, I know they’d clean the mess up and get rid of the evidence.
Guiding Carrie toward my bike, I find a hoodie in my saddle bag for her to wear.
Climbing on, I hold my hand out for her to get on. Once she’s on and snuggled up close to my back with her hands wrapped around me, she whispers in my ear
“Can we go for a ride, please?”
She starts stroking her hand on my stomach to reassure me she’s okay. Fuck she feels right on my bike.
“Anything you want, babydoll,” I reply.
Starting the bike, I head out of the garage and onto the road. Just driving in any direction, we ride for about an hour. The longer we ride, the more relaxed she becomes. My girl always did love being on a bike. After riding for a little longer, I pull over to a beautiful spot and turn the engine off.
She stays on the bike, with her arms still wrapped around me. I’m not going to complain. I love the feel of her wrapped around me and her warmth at my back. After a little longer, she gets off and stretches.
“Been a while, huh?” I ask.
Getting off the bike, I take her hand in mine. It fits perfectly.
Smiling at me, we take a stroll along the trail. Not talking, just holding hands, and enjoying each other’s company. We find a clearing with some benches and take a seat.
“Thank you for coming earlier,” Carrie whispers.
“Carrie, I’ll always come when you need me,” I reassure her.
She rests her head on my shoulder and sighs. I wrap my arms around her and hold her close to me.
“You make me feel safe,” she whispers again, and I only just hear it, but boy does it have me smiling at her little admission. I kiss the top of her head.
“You will always be safe with me, babydoll,” I confirm.
Deciding to be brave while she’s relaxed and being open, I say, “Carrie, my love for you has never faded. I’ve been giving you the space and time you need. But I hope you know I would love for us to be a family. I still love you and would love to have a chance. I understand if that is something you can’t give me yet or if ever, but I’m willing to wait,” I declare.
She’s so quiet, but she doesn’t pull away from me, which is a good sign.
“Jason, I would like that too. I want to try. I can’t promise you anything, but I’m willing to try. We would need to start slow and build it up. I’m sorry I can’t give you more than that right now,” she admits with a somber expression.
“Babydoll, that means the world to me. I understand you want to take things slow. You set the pace, and I’ll follow your lead. Thank you for giving me a chance, giving us a chance,” I say, trying hard to keep my excitement at bay.
The look on her face is priceless. Stroking my finger down her cheek, she closes her eyes.
“Kiss me, please,” she whispers.
No way can I say no to that. Slowly lowering my head to hers, I gently touch my lips to hers, softly at first, until she whimpers, and then I deepen the kiss, holding her tighter to me. I glide the tip of my tongue across her lips until she opens and lets me in. The kiss deepens until we’re battling to pour all our emotions into this one kiss. Slowly pulling away, we’re both breathless, and my cock is pushing against my zipper. Fuck, that’s the best kiss I have ever had.
CHAPTERSEVENTEEN
CARRIE
My lip still tingles after he had pulled away. Touching my lips, I look up at him. He had a smirk across his face.
“Fuck, babydoll, I’ve missed you,” he says, making me smile.
Kissing me again, I wrap my arms around his neck and back, pulling him closer. I can feel his erection pressing into me, making me pull back. Fuck, this is getting a little too far ahead.
