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We Were One The Gift
When I arrived at Pike's Crest, I wasn't sure what to expect. Madeline had already made one thing clear. It was all or nothing when it came to us for her. My being here was confirmation that I'd agreed. But I had to stay mindful that even she knew her mom wouldn't approve. Even if she did assure me she could handle Loretta, we couldn't be too blatant about this. Though I had every intention of making it even clearer to any guy who thought before today maybe she was off limits, that she absolutely was now.I was only happy this was happening on a weekend when all my brothers were gone. Nolan was still in Radcliffe, working his internship in the tattoo shop and would be gone for a few more months. Quino was out of town with my dad for the weekend at some techy convention, and Xavier had been disappearing a lot lately on the weekends. As private as that guy had always been, something told me it had everything to do with a girl. Regardless, I was glad none of them were here because even I
We Were One Now You Know
I watched as she opened the box, knowing full well she was thinking it was a ring and that I must be insane. So I was relieved when she finally saw it and pulled it out with a huge smile. It was a necklace with a red M&M character charm. The little M&M character was holding a gold heart.As if that weren't perfect enough, when I walked into the jewelry store to ask about it, the lady showed me the cheesy inscription on the back. I almost didn't get it but then decided actions speak louder than words. What I was feeling for Madeline felt so much heavier than it should have this soon. If my dad picked up on it weeks ago, it was just a matter of time before Madeline did too, if she hadn't already. So maybe the inscription would help tone it way down."This is too cute!" She turned around as if anxious to show someone else, but her sister and friends were too far, so she turned back to me."Turn it around."She did and read what it said. "I'm sweet for you." Bringing her hand to her mo
We Were One The Rumor
Jenna started toward the park, but I balked. "Not that way. It'll be too crowded soon."We started the opposite way toward the dairy on the corner. "Yeah, this way's better," Jenna agreed. "I'm craving some chocolate milk anyway."As soon as we were far enough from Jerry's earshot, which was why I assumed she didn't say anything at first, Jenna started. "It's not yours," she said, and no three words had ever sounded like such music to my ears.I had to refrain from hugging her or thanking God at the top of my lungs. Visuals of me jumping in the air, fist-pumping, danced in my head as she explained about a stupid argument she'd gotten into on Facebook. Her baby's dad's ex-girlfriend accused her of screwing her man while they were still together."My sister Nicole"—Jenna rolled her eyes, shaking her head— "in her infinite wisdom decided to chime in with a comment, bringing up the fact that I was still hanging with you at that time. One comment led to another to speculation that it mi
We Were One Madly
Thinking it through a little further, I decided to wait up the street, instead of at Shelby's house. Shelby didn't actually have a car. Her mom let her use her car the nights they went out and Shelby drove. But she got a ride home with Mrs. Hellman every day from school as she had today because they only had the one car and her mom needed it for work. If Shelby's mom was out of town, then that meant Shelby likely didn't have a car tonight, which meant Mrs. Hellman might be dropping them off.Fortunately, they drove up in Shelby's mom's car. Her mother must've gone out of town with someone else. I revved up my bike and drove into the driveway right behind them, forgetting how loud my bike was. I'd just gotten off my bike and started securing my helmet onto the handlebars when Madeline ran up to me and jumped in my arms.The girls giggled and waved politely as I watched them walk into the house, over Madeline's shoulder. I squeezed Madeline so hard I backed down when she grunted with a
We Were One Please Don't Break My Heart
"Aside from you, I've only ever been kissed by two other guys," she said without hesitation. "Roy Evans was my first kiss ever, two years ago, and then Aster Williams kissed me last year on the haunted hay ride."I squeezed my eyes shut, along with my hands on her waist, willing the visuals away. "You shouldn't have told me that.""Why not?""Because I'll hate them both now. Just like I hate that fucker Shane."When I opened my eyes to look at her, there was a hint of humor in her eyes and a twitch at the corners of her lips. "I'm just saying I have nothing to hide. I'm not asking about all the girls in your past. All I'm asking is who and when was your last, before me?""You don't know her. She's not from Huntsville."That was partially true. America wasn't from Huntsville, and technically, Madeline didn't know her. But America did say she'd frequented and enjoyed her time at the Smoke Wagon. With her living just an hour away, the possibility of her coming into town again was ju
We Were One Mama Asked About Us
I knew Madeline was artistic. We'd spoken about her passion for painting plenty of times. I'd seen some of the photos of her painting early on. She showed me on her phone, including the ones she painted of me. Even when I saw one of the finished pieces in person, as impressed as I was, I imagined it was something that took her days, maybe weeks, to finish. There was so much delicate detail put into them it was hard to imagine her finishing one up in under a day much less in a few hours.Just a week after our first almost breakup, we were out at one of her favorite places by the river. Madeline wanted to bring her easel and painting tools out to the abandoned pier I introduced her to, days ago. I thought we were there so she could demonstrate her skill as it happened. I'd begun to resort to using the shop's delivery van on the days when Shelby couldn't get access to her mom's car. It was either that or not see Madeline that night since her mom would think it too odd that her sister or
We Were One Baby, No. We Can't.
My stomach dropped just as Madeline glanced at me, and to my surprise, now she laughed. "Oh my God, your face got as white as mine.""What did she say?"What the fuck are we doing here? was what I really felt like asking. Why was she still risking this if her mother was onto us?"You knew she was bound to hear the rumors, but I've also told you how much she hates how easily stories get turned into something completely different around town. She was livid when she heard about the stories going around that she'd pulled a shotgun on boys who either me or Maggie had tried sneaking in late at night.""I never heard that one," I said with a frown.I really hadn't. I sure as hell would've asked her about it if I'd heard that version of the stories."Well, of course, it wasn't true, but it was out there, and there've been others about her. Haven't heard any lately, but every now and again, there's a new speculation about who our daddy really is."Now those I had heard, but I didn't comm
We Were One So Close to the Forbidden Fruit
That alone had my knees going weak, and I took advantage of her laughter to pull my finger away. "Even if the thought of your mother lurking around some of these trees with her shotgun didn't scare the shit out of me, your first time will not be on this pier where we'll both end up with splinters in our asses."She laughed some more, easing my nerves because it was really beginning to feel like she might push harder for this. In pure Madeline fashion, she didn't push any further, not verbally anyway.When we'd first arrived and she'd begun to set up her easel, she'd also set up a blanket for us to sit on but mostly for this. So we both knew my concern about splinters in our asses was a bit of a stretch. As I devoured her mouth again and things got heavier, I rolled onto my side, and she started to slide under me. Fuck, what I'd have given to just be able to make love to her already, but it wasn't happening, not here anyway. Only I could feel it in her body, hear it in her panting; he
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