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Broken Beginnings
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“I have a hard time believing that the boy who gave me so much trouble growing up is the sweet-talking man in front of me right now.”
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“I loved the way he looked at me. It had been a long time since someone looked at me like this, like I was everything they could possibly want in the world. Really, had anyone ever looked at me like this? ”
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“On my knees, sunshine. I’m begging you to let me take you on a picnic and spoil you and for you to let me take a ride in that Corvette.”
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“Giving gifts and being prepared for anything were two of my love languages. Not that I was in love with her. ”
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“Cameron Harlow, you put me fucking down before I kick you in the balls! Put me down!”
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“Back then, Haley somehow became the girl I pined over but instead of self-reflecting, I did stupid things. ”
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“He reached around me, his arms circling my body. I gasped as he lifted me, swiftly moving and seating himself on the porch swing, bringing me with him. His cock was still inside me, my back against his chest as he pulled me back. His hand slid across my thigh, pulling them wide apart. “Fuck,” I whispered. “I’ll never be done with you,” he murmured, kissing my neck. He breathed in my scent, his fingers sliding across my clit. His touch was a lightning bolt straight to my pussy. I squeezed him as I gasped, my head falling back on his shoulder. He was getting hard again. “I’ve had years to dream about this,” he whispered, slowly circling my clit. “Years, sunshine. To dream about holding you just like this. To have my cock buried in your pretty cunt.” “I can’t believe you ever wanted me,” I whispered. His”
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“Since when do you care, Cam?” I set my whisky glass down and stepped up to her, meeting her toe to toe. Her breath hitched as she met my gaze, our bodies almost touching. “I care about you,” I whispered. “It may be crazy. I may not have a single shot in hell with you. But I care, Hal. I care a lot. And I like you more than I should.” She swallowed hard, her gaze dancing with something I couldn’t quite read. “It is crazy. Because if I didn’t know any better, I’d say you want me.” “I do want you. I want you like a garden wants the sun. When I see you, I can’t see anything else. I want you and no one else. Maybe I’ve always wanted you.” I didn’t care if I sounded like some crazy country poet saying those things, I meant every word. “So you bullied me? Because you liked me?” “I wasn't raised to express my emotions in a healthy way, I was terrible to you for a lot of reasons, Haley. Reasons it took me years of therapy to figure out. Some of those reasons had nothing to do with you. One of those reasons was that I liked you but I also felt threatened by you. And my teenage, dumbass, hormone-riddled brain didn't know how to process more than one feeling at a time. I'm not that guy anymore, though. I've grown up.” “Threatened by me? What did I ever do to threaten you?” I sucked in a breath. This conversation had gone through my head a thousand times, and now it was here. Being honest fucking sucked sometimes, but I was going to be truthful. “You didn't do anything. It was more that you represented change. Nothing ever changes in Citrus Cove. People are born, live, and die here. But one day the Bently girls show up out of nowhere. And, let me tell you it took dozens of hours and thousands of dollars of therapy to figure out why it was only ever you I was terrible to, but you coming to town, it meant that things don't stay the same forever. I didn't know that was why at the time, but you represented the possibility of more, but also the possibility of loss. And we had just lost my grandmother and I couldn't deal with something new. All that, and I had a stupid boyhood crush on you. But I'm not a boy anymore.” “No, you’re not,” she said, the corner of her mouth tugging. “You’ve grown up.”
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“As you wish, sunshine.”
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“I do want you. I want you like a garden wants the sun. When I see you, I can’t see anything else. I want you and no one else. Maybe I’ve always wanted you.”
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“I’ve got needs. So does he since his wife passed away last year. We drink sweet tea and get naked sometimes.”
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“Celosias”
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“not all family is tied by blood.”
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“happened.”
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“More than you can imagine, sunshine. I might be easygoing, but I’ll put you on your knees and make you beg for my cock like a good girl any day of the week. But only if you want to.”
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“Second dress I’ve ruined. I’m sorry for both. I don’t know how to make it up to you, but hopefully this can be the start. - Cam”
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“I’d ended up publishing my article on the winery and couldn’t help but wonder if I’d made a little influence on how packed it was. My phone had been going off since I submitted it. Of course, I’d promised sexy bartenders and great ciders and wine—all in a sweet Southern town.”
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“My chest squeezed, every primal urge in me rising up, urging me to kiss her. But not yet. When I finally got to kiss the woman of my dreams, it was going to be perfect. Because after tonight, I’d realized two things. One, Haley was meant to be mine. Two, I was going to spend every waking moment showing her that I was meant to be hers.”
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“A few weeks ago, I was leaving my apartment,” she said, looking up at me. “I was about to lock my apartment door when I heard a scream. It was the kind you just couldn’t ignore. I went down the hall, and my neighbor’s door was ajar. I opened it right as a man slit my neighbor’s throat. She was my age.” “Fuck,” I whispered. I turned, pulling out another whisky glass and pouring myself a shot. The idea of Haley walking in on that horrified me. “He ran at me. Tried to stab me. Nicked my right arm. Ran off because another neighbor shouted in the building. It was night time and people were getting home for the day. I went to her and held her as she died. What I didn’t tell anyone was what he said on his way out. He said I was next. I don’t know why I didn’t tell anyone. Fear. Shock. I don’t know.” Rage worked through me. The idea of a man harming her, trying to kill her, threatening her. All of it was a nightmare, and I wished I could do anything to stop it.”
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“I shouldn’t have come,” I sighed, taking a step back from him. “Everyone here knows the high school me and how fucking stupid I was.” “You weren’t stupid.” “And how fucking pathetic—” “Haley,” he growled. “You weren’t the pathetic one. I was. I fucked up. I was so fucking awful to you. None of them should have stayed friends with me, but they did because I’ve changed. But none of them think you are pathetic or stupid. They think I am.” “You are,” I muttered, glowering. “I am,” he said. “I hurt you. Repeatedly. I said awful, terrible things to you that anyone would have been harmed by. It pains me to look back at that time because I should have been better. You didn’t deserve the way I treated you.” “I didn’t,” I whispered, the tears burning again. I won’t cry. I won’t fucking cry. Not in front of him. “If there is anything I can do to make it up to you, I’ll do it.”
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“I’d realized two things. One, Haley was meant to be mine. Two, I was going to spend every waking moment showing her that I was meant to be hers.”
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“What?” I gritted out. “Should I consider her a no go? As in no flirting, no asking out, no taking to bed—” I hung up on him, fuming. What kind of question was that?”
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“Easy, darlin’. I just want to get you patched up.”
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