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Just s easier on me when inevitably he finds out

My blood is puh the fresh heavy snoard the headlights waiting I take one last look up at the house, unsure how I’ll sneak back in, or when, but the thrill of being with Dodge right noeighs any of the unknowns

My heart pitter-patters when I see the enorer door of his ru blue Ford pickup as I approach

“You’re al doalls” His low voice is serious, and it only makes me shiver at the force I feel from it

A little squeak escapes et up close

I slide into the seat, the interior of the truck ware holds the door open He coear and starts down the dirt road that leads between our properties

I s the golf ball lodged in my throat as we drive in silence, then his hand co it to his lips

He holds it there, not really kissing it, just keeping it against his ers

We say nothing on the short drive to his house, the windshield wipers flap, flap, flapping as the snow continues to fall There are two single tire tracks on the road showing in the bright headlights and the white fluff is banking up about six inches and still co down

He pulls up by the front door, gives my hand a squeeze and I look over to see his eyes are closed like he’s praying

I clearokay? You still want me to be here?”

He turns his head and I notice for the first time his hair actually brushes the roof of the cab He takes up so e-sized model just for him

“More than anything You areI’ve wanted for a long time”

He shuts off the truck and slips out his door, co it open