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“Thayer?” I call out, closing the front door behind me, but I don’t see him anywhere Thunder ru the sout he isn’t here My eyes lift, gazing out at the trees surrounding the property These woods areof the consequences, I hurry down the steps and take off in a sprint, but I don’t get far before ainst a tree for balance, before tossing them into a pile of leaves
The wet ground seeps throughas fast as I can My hair whips in the wind, and I don’t realize I’ until the cold air hits my tear-streaked cheeks Raindrops fall slowly at first, but by the tiet to the old barn, my clothes and hair are htly ajar, I slowhe’s here
“Thayer?” I say softly, pushing on the old weathered wood The door opens with a creak, like so out of a horror movie, but this barn could never scare me This barn is lory
It’s dark, but the sliver of daylight re allows me to see his shadowed form on the couch, bottle of liquor in his left hand I bend down, reaching for the
lantern we left here last night, and turn it on, closing the distance between us I don’t ask if he’s okay I’m not even okay I set the lantern down at his feet, then clis underneath ers with his Our ar back
“Go” His voice is flat—lifeless—and he stares straight ahead, avoiding eye contact
“No” I’ him Not like this
He takes a swig straight fro his mouth with the back of his hand “Ispace I need to be alone”
His brusque tone makes me flinch, but I take the bottle fro init tothe liquid burnon the bitter taste
His jaw locks, and I can tell he’s holding back unshed tears He didn’t cry at the funeral either Setting the bottle down, I pull his head intoers curving around the nape of his neck, holding hi into ether I’ve never seen Thayer Ames show e hih to break me
After long seconds, his hands find my hips and his lips finda kiss to ain, this time a little lower Dark eyes look up at me as he peels the low-cut fabric of my dress away from my body and kisses the swell of rippingme onto his lap
I cradle his cheeks in the pal h to leave a ain, this time on each of his closed eyelids, then finally, his lips As soon as ue slips into rips the nape ofahis hips to shove his dress pants down just far enough Rough hands bunchs
My body’s buzzing with barely contained lust in record tiht I locks curved around his full botto the top of ue across ers fuh, one by one Thayer pulls back just long enough to tear his shirt off, and then he’s back between s
“Touchmore
He snakes his hand between our bodies, using his fingers to rub the damp spot on my underwear “I need you”
My legs fall open, drunk on the feeling We haven’t ever gone this far—never been this desperate for each other—and so Not the fact that we’re together, but it shouldn’t happen like this Not e’re sad and he’s drunk and we’re on the verge of catching fucking pneumonia in this cold, wet barn Most people would frown upon losing your virginity this way Most people would also frown upon losing it to your stepbrother