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Prologue

Ignacio

13 Years Ago

“What?” I ask when Tinley looks up at me

Bliss isn’t a strong enough word to describe how I’ht now

With sweat drying on our skin, the warht back to where the night started over an hour ago—her under o faster or slon

It’s not supposed to be like this At eighteen, you aren’t likely to find the person you can’t i a day of your life without

Somehow, Tinley and I lucked out

She ht in the ht in h it took weeks for her to notice ht in front of her before she even knew my name

I did soirl I changed My ti into trouble tapered to nearly nothing Missing school was no longer an option because lying in bed, hating eous blonde hair shine in the Texas sun Staying out late with my boys didn’t compare to the way she’d roll her pretty blue eyes when I’d wink at her when she walked into class

Tinley is

“What?” I ask again when she begins to nibble on her lower lip I curl a finger under her chin when she tries to look away “Tell me”

My voice is soft in the hued fro since I smelled her perfulance from this woman, and she owns me I’m insatiable around her, and despite her lack of experience e first got together, I’ve conqueredthe preciousness of them

“I have several things to tell you,” she begins, her teeth working over her bottoot a new job”

“That’s great, Tin” Her fa on hard ti ever since

Everyone in our crappy little town is struggling People coer plans for et out and never return There’s nothing but pain and poverty here