“He did.” I frown. “What’s his deal? He’s got to be a decade older than you.”
She giggles. “Are you jealous?”
Fuck no. Maybe. “I think I made shit clear when I rode to the restaurant and kissed you. He knows he can never make you feel like I do.”
“So cocky,” she replies before kissing me. “I missed you, Gage.”
“Yeah?”
“Too much.” She averts her gaze as her voice cracks. “I thought, well, never mind.”
“No.” I grasp her chin. “Tell me.”
“I thought you didn’t want me.” Pain fills her blue eyes, and they remind me of the sky during a summer storm.
“Why the fuck would you think that?”
“Because I left you.” She throws her arms around my neck, and I feel the warm drops of her tears as her head lowers, and they fall on my chest. “I saw you bleeding on the ground, Gage. I was so worried that you were going to die and they wouldn’t let me out of the car.”
“Babe, I know. Hey.” I brush back her hair and lift her chin. “Listen to me, Letty. I don’t blame you for shit. Out of everyone involved, you’re the least to blame.”
“Then you still love me?”
“How could you doubt it?” I slide my thumbs under her eyes and dash away the tears. “Fuck, Letty. I think I love you more now than I ever have,” I admit. “Shhh. It might be your magical pussy.”
“Gage.” She sniffles.
“I’m serious, beautiful. I want to fuck you all the time.”
She sits up, tracing the ink on my chest. “I don’t want to stay here anymore. Not one more day, Gage.” Her gaze lifts to look into my eyes. “Can we just leave on your Harley and ride back to Summit Hill?”
“Fuck yeah, we can.”
Her cheeks are flushed, but Letty smiles, and I swear my heart opens even deeper for her. “You know, before we leave, we should walk on the beach. Have you ever done that?”
I shake my head. “Nope.”
“Then I can have something of yours that’s a first.”
The reminder that I’m the one she gave her virginity to is enough to make my cock hard again. “We should fuck on the beach too.”
“You’re obsessed with sex.”
“No, just with you,” I smirk, “and your magical pussy.”
“I do not have a magical pussy, Gage.”
“Uh, babe. You do.”
She laughs as she rests her head on my chest. “I’m sleepy.”
“Then rest. I won’t leave.”
“Promise?” Letty yawns.
“Yeah, baby. I promise.”
SOMEONE IS KNOCKINGon Letty’s door. They won’t stop either. I’m fucking annoyed as I blink, waking up as I feel my girl stir. We only slept for a few hours. It’s still too fucking early for anyone to bang on her door like this.
