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I don’t want this to end. I could stay here all night, just kissing him, because he’s the only one I want. It’s never been anyone else but him.
My hand moves down his neck, running along his bulky shoulders before gripping onto his veiny biceps. He gives me another groan before our lips disconnect.
I let out a breath, like I forgot to inhale that whole time.
Reid rests his forehead against mine. “I don’t want anyone else, cowgirl,” he murmurs, like he could read my thoughts.
My heart flutters, eyes watering.
He must notice because Reid pulls me into his chest, hand cupping the nape of my neck as my cheeks rests on his thumping chest. “Are you okay?”
I nod as tears sting my eyes.
“Did I say something wrong?” he asks warily.
My head shakes this time, lifting to look at him. “No. You said everything right.”
“Then why are you upset?”
I force down the lump in my throat as I shake my head again, pushing out the stained memories of my parents leaving without saying goodbye.
“Because you say everything right,” I admit, planting another kiss on his lips. I curl up against him, listening to his pulse and forgetting the storm outside. “Can you please stay here tonight?”
“Of course, cowgirl. I’m not going anywhere.”
I smile as I close my eyes, hoping that his promise will stay true. I don’t want him to go anywhere, and if he does, I don’t know if I’ll be able to breathe without him.
Chapter twenty-four
Macie
IsleptwellafterReidleft my room in the early hours of the morning. I heard him get up before everyone else and stroll back into his room, thankful that he held me all night.
I got to hear the words I wanted to hear for years, and I finally slept through a storm.
I call that a win-win situation.
Wiping down the bench at Golden Hour, my mind sticks to the look on Reid’s face when he thought he’d hurt me. It was painful, and cracked my chest like glass. I didn’t mean to get upset, but I just didn’t expect to hear those words from him. They mended a part of me that’s been damaged for a long time, and I hope he knew that deep down.
The bell chimes and I look up to see Delly coming in on her lunch break. In a long yellow dress and sandals, she strolls towards me with a small smile.
“How’s the cafe?” she asks, glancing around.
I shrug, “Same old. How’s the school?”
“The kids are good, but I need coffee, hence why I’m here.”
“Aww, and I thought it was because you missed me so much,” I quip.
“A close second,” she chimes with a grin.
Digging into her bag, she pulls out a book before rummaging for her wallet. I pick it up from the bench to see that it’s a mystery book, with trees and a deadly looking graveyard on the front with blood writing embossed across the cover.
“It looks intriguing,” I drawl, even though I would never read anything like this.
She huffs out a hollow laugh. “You don’t even know what it’s about yet.”
I snicker, turning it over to skim the blurb. “I’m going to guess it’s about death.”
