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Adam’s pupils went almost black as she unzipped his pants, took out his cock and pushed her panties aside as she slid him in. He pushed and she tightened for him. “You did that for me, didn’t you?” He grunted as he thrust up and into her deepest spot.
“And you did that for me,” she said, grinding herself on top. She kept her gaze fixed on him and something about that sent him to a new edge. Adam’s hand found her lower back and he met her thrusts with his own. He was locked on to her as he said, “You are so fucking beautiful.”
Her body unlocked for him as pleasure began to pour out. Adam’s body tensed as his thrusts slowed, until they were both completely spent.
“You realize we just had a true roll in the hay.” She was breathless but couldn’t help the observation.
“I’m sure we’re not the only ones who got lucky tonight.” Adam leaned back into his palms, his forehead glistened with sweat and his lips parted. The man was so beautiful. He studied the stars, and believed in Carly andreallyloved making her come, and on top of all of that, he had hair the color of lava.
The inky black night had turned gray from the fireworks. How long had they been out there?
“We’re probably about to reset, huh?” Carly asked. She wanted to stay in this place, feeling his lips and the burn of his stubble against her cheeks.
“Yeah,” Adam said as he tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. “But I’ll see you soon.” As he pressed his lips to hers, she felt the familiar tingle in her arms and the world went black.
Chapter 26
Carly
Day 252
The night sky, Adam’s lips and his hands and how she couldn’t help rubbing her cheek against his stubble right before everything went black—those were the things Carly clung to as the funeral room came into focus.
She locked on to the photo of Bruce carrying pint-size Carly on his shoulders and wondered what her dad would think of Adam. Would they have gotten along? “Hey, Dad,” she said. “You won’t believe this, but I met someone. He’s probably the opposite of good on paper. He’s technically still married, and his job is... Well, it’s asteadyjob, but not exactly normal. Actually, you’d probably get a kick out of the fact that he—”
“Adam?” a voice called out down the hallway.
Carly turned toward it. Was that...
She hurried down the aisle, tripping over her own feet. But when she turned to Adam’s office, she didn’t see a tall redhead.
“Shireen?” Carly asked with relief.
Shireen was okay. She hadn’t disappeared forever. Here she was, standing in the hall, just like any other day.
“You’re back!” Carly said with real enthusiasm.
“Yeah, I do reset here every day.” Shireen seemed annoyed. Which is when Carly realized that she had no idea she’d been out of commission for two loops.
“Well—” Carly started to say, but Shireen interrupted with, “Where’s Adam?”
Carly cocked her head. What did she mean,where’s Adam?
“He took off already?” Carly hedged. She didn’t think he actually would, but the alternative wasn’t possible.
“No,” Shireen said. “When I restarted, he wasn’t even in the room. He was never there.”
Shireen had said the words Carly was terrified to hear. There had to be a misunderstanding or something. Even though Shireen had no reason to lie, Carly went into the office to check. She didn’t just observe that he wasn’t in the room, because she also looked behind the curtains, under the desk, in the small closet and at one low point lifted a stack of paper to see if maybe all six foot of him was under there. Then she went from room to room in the funeral home, calling his name like he was just playing a very mean game of hide-and-seek.
It wasn’t until she went out under the piercing sun that she realized if Adamwerethere, he’d be by her side. But Shireen was right.
Adam was gone.
Shireen spoke—something about going to get help—but Carly had a hard time focusing.
What if something in the eclipse changed so drastically that Adam won’t return?
What if I never get to kiss this man again?
