When We Met
Chapter 54
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When we met…
You told me about the Victorian house that you bought and completely remodeled.
I could tell your hand was in the boat as well. I didn't know much about boats, but I knew it was older, though everything inside was new. And I knew this boat wasn't for chartering, or wakeboarding, it was just for you.
My mind raced at your response as my hand grazed the wood and the new seats with white leather.
You moved behind me and I shuddered when you swept my hair over my shoulder.
I closed my eyes, my heart thundering in my chest.
Your lips met my shoulder, and you kissed all the way to my ear.
I sucked in a breath as your hands met my waist.
Then I leaned back, I leaned in to the feeling.
Because panic attacks and guilt be damned, I wasn't going to deny myself that feeling again.
I was going to live.
I was going to live in that moment, not in the past…
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