I thought about inviting her to meet them, but I knew it wasn’t going to happen. Not in the way that would be any good. She might meet a few, but it would be because they were in town to survey the area the company was set to destroy.
“Can I ask you something?” I looked at her.
“Sure.”
“Is this a make-out spot?”
She burst into laughter. “What?”
“Do you bring all your boyfriends out here?”
She grinned. “Only the ones I like.”
“Hey!”
I was about to tease her back when something caught my eye, a bright streak of light shooting across the star-filled sky above us.
“Holy shit,” I breathed, pointing upward. “Did you see that?”
Sylvie followed my gaze just in time to catch the tail end of the shooting star as it blazed across the darkness and disappeared. “Make a wish,” she said softly.
I stared at the spot where the star had been, completely mesmerized. “I can’t remember the last time I saw one of those. Maybe when I was a kid? Twenty years ago, at least.”
“Really?” She sounded genuinely surprised. “We see them all the time out here.”
“City lights wash out everything,” I explained, still looking up at the sky in case another one appeared. “You’re lucky if you can see the Big Dipper on a clear night.”
She shifted closer to me in the truck bed, close enough that I could feel the warmth of her body against my side. “So what did you wish for?”
“Can’t tell you,” I said, turning my head to look at her. “Doesn’t it not come true if you tell?”
“That’s birthday candles,” she said with a grin. “Shooting stars are different.”
“Oh, well in that case.” I rolled onto my side to face her properly, now only inches apart. “I wished for more time.”
“More time for what?”
“More time with you,” I said honestly. “More nights like this.”
Her breath caught slightly. I could see her pupils dilate even in the dim starlight. “Kent.”
“What?” I reached up to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear, my fingers lingering against her cheek. “Too cheesy?”
“Maybe a little,” she said, but she was smiling. “But I like cheesy.”
I leaned closer, drawn by the warmth in her eyes and the way her lips parted slightly. “Good to know for future reference.”
And then, without really thinking about what I was doing, I was kissing her.
She responded immediately. The kiss was hungry and desperate, filled with all the longing I’d been trying to suppress since the moment I’d walked away from her after our wild night together.
This was dangerous territory. Kissing Sylvie under a canopy of stars and feeling her body warm and pliant against mine was making it impossible to remember why I was really here. Makingit impossible to think about anything except how right the moment was. I wanted to stay in the now. I wanted this moment forever.
But forever wasn’t an option for someone like me. Our time together wouldn’t last much longer, and I was a selfish bastard because I was going to take it anyway.
CHAPTER 37
SYLVIE
