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“And they start tonight.”

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Dylan

My eyes wereheavy but I couldn’t let myself drift off to sleep, no matter how perfect it felt to have PJ on top of me and back in my bed. I’d even set my alarm on my phone to go off in ten minutes and shoved it under my pillow, just in case. Nick had given us an inch, but that inch didn’t cover keeping his daughter out all night. For him, and for her, I would work around the rules. I doubted they actually thought we were going to a movie. For the moment, everyone seemed happy to reside in denial, but there was no way I could push it. Parking my truck around the corner wouldn’t work past tonight.

Maybe we’d have to still sneak around a little bit, but this little bit we could handle. Denying us to her family and not be able to be with her out in the open, that was all over, and I’d never been happier.

“Hey,” I whispered and tapped PJ’s shoulder. She was naked and on top of me, looping both her arm and her leg around my body. My cock thickened at the feel of her silky skin against mine, and even though it was all too ready for round three, it couldn’t happen tonight. The last thing I wanted was to take her home, but as the minutes ticked by, I didn’t have a choice. Not if I wanted to keep this semblance of peace we arrived at.

“Hmm.” She pressed a kiss to my chest, followed by another before she began painting a wet trail down to where I now tented the sheet.

“Patricia,” I let out a tortured growl as I pulled her up. “You have to go home. Movies don’t last this long, baby.”

A sneaky smile danced across her lips before she pressed them to mine. “Maybe it was a long movie.” Her mouth grazed my jaw, my heart now racing at the wicked gleam in her eye. This girl would be the death of me in every single way. “Maybe there was that extra part after the credits they show sometimes.” Her hand slid under the sheets and palmed my length. My hips bucked off the bed as her hand drifted up and down.

“Come on, babe. I have time for a taste before I go home, don’t I?” she pleaded before nipping at my jaw and trailing her warm, wet lips down my neck. I glanced over her shoulder at the clock on my nightstand and clenched my eyes shut, wanting to weep. Nope. No, she did not.

“No, baby. You don’t. Believe me, I want to be in your mouth more than I want to breathe right now, but we can’t mess this up. Not this early.” I pulled her back toward me and drifted my hand down her cheek. “Next time. I need to think with my big head, so stop trying to seduce my little head.” I tapped her nose and traced the freckles on her cheeks. “I still wish I could take you somewhere.”

“Where would we go?” She sat up on the bed, gathering the sheet around her before crossing her legs under her.

“My stepdad took us to Turks and Caicos for my high school graduation.” I sifted my fingers into her hair. “I’ve always wanted to go back without my parents watching me like a hawk at the swim up bar.” I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her back on top of me. “You, in a bikini all day, that body glistening in the sun and naked with me all night. We’ll get there. We just have to play it smart for now.”

“That sounds amazing,” she sighed before cupping my cheek. “Know where I’d take you?”

I shook my head. “No. Where would you take me, sweet girl?” I turned my head to kiss her palm.

She giggled, and my chest swelled. I’d follow her anywhere.

“I took a college art class in the spring, and it was all about Paris and the museums there. We can go on art tours all day, and be naked at night, with beignets in between.”

My finger traced along the delicate curve of her jaw. “There’s my brilliant girl, trying to make vacation educational.”

Her head fell into my chest, her shoulders shaking with a chuckle.

“You’re brilliant and beautiful and amazing. I am never letting you go again. No more breaks.”

She lifted her eyes to mine, resting her chin on my chest. “Did you really tell my dad you weren’t going anywhere.”

“I did. I told him no one may understand it, but you’re it for me. No one will ever compare to you, ever.”

She leaned her elbow on my chest and propped her head on her hand.

“This is weird, right?”

I cocked my head and lifted my gaze to hers. “Weird?”

“To be this sure. The reason why I wanted to get as far away from you as I could was because no one compared to you. I knew I belonged with you, and it made me so angry that I couldn’t be. Now, I am, and nothing is better, and I know nothing ever will be. I know I’m young, and you’re my first … well, first everything. But the way I feel, the way I’ve always felt, I don’t want anyone else, and I never will. I don’t think that’s being naïve.”

“I feel the same way about you. Even when I wasn’t supposed to. It’s not weird, or you being naïve or young.” I kissed her lips and cinched my arms around her.

“It’s … right. It always has been, and like you said, that will never change.”

Except now, what we had didn’t have to be a secret. I could shout it from the rooftops, kiss her and touch her whenever I wanted without worry about who would see and report back. I grabbed her hand, peering down her talented fingers and smiling at the thought of the day I’d cover one with a diamond. The love we had was once in a lifetime.

And we’d never have to hide it—ever again.