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    "I just still feel the spark when we touch. I know it's stupid–”  
    "No, Lyn. I feel it, too." I say interrupting her. I want her to know that nothing has changed. I still want her.
    I slide a few more times in the mud as I carry her up the hill, but her words are the only thing I can think of at the moment. Everything is exactly where I want it. She still feels the same way I do, now just to get her to see that she and I belong together.  
    Almost losing my balance, I see Tate standing there with his arm reached out to help me get the rest of the way up. She freaked out when we almost fell backwards, but I liked the way she squeezed me when she thought we were going to fall.  
    “Hey Lynd. You okay?” Tate asks with a sour look on his face. I already warned him in the car not to say shit to her. He looks hesitant about it, but I hope he knows better than to say anything about her in front of me.  
    “Yes. Thank you for helping.” Lyndley states in a soft voice. Tate hands me a bottle of water and I uncap it so I can pour it over her leg. Gently cleaning the mud off of her, I can see just how bad the bump really is on her shin. I knew it was bad, but it’s fucking huge.  
    “Shit, Lyn. This looks bad,” I murmur. Every time my fingers graze it, I see her wince and she looks like she might cry at any moment. “Sorry, babe.” I move to grab her. “Come on. Let’s go get you cleaned up.” Picking her up, I make my way to the truck.  
    When I try to put her in the front seat, she tries to get me to put her down. “Jax, no! I’m muddy!” She all but screams in my ear. I laugh at her and set her in the front seat anyways. “I can clean the truck. It’s fine.” I shut the door after I get her settled. Tate and I both get in, but the look on his face makes me think twice about this being anything but a peaceful drive back to my place.  
    When she gets tired of the tension that’s filling the inside of the truck, she finally speaks up. "Tate, it’s obvious you know what I kept from Jax, so why don't you just say what you want to say. I'm a big girl. I can handle it."
    She looks over at me, but I’m focused on Tate in the backseat. "What I don't get is why you didn't tell Jax about having a daughter. You leaving was selfish enough. Why would you do that to him?” he sneers at her. He knows that I was the one who broke up with her, but he still blames her for not staying.  
    When I look back at her, I can see the hurt flash across her features. My best friend is a dick and I get why he is saying shit, but I already told him that I would handle it. "Lynnie, you don't have to explain yourself to him.” I look back at Tate in the mirror and tell him, “Don't be such an asshole, Tate."
    “It’s okay, Jax.” I see her turn in her seat and face Tate. I’m proud of her standing up for herself. It reminds me of the girl I fell in love with all those years ago. "I know you may never understand why I did it, but I did it because I thought it was the right thing to do at the time. The day Jax told me he was staying because his father needed him, I knew things weren't going to be the same. I couldn't stay. I knew I would come back eventually, but I never counted on getting pregnant and losing her. I was ashamed that I couldn't even bring a baby into this world, and I was too young to make the right decision on my own. I regret that I never told Jax. He was right when he told me I am the reason he missed out on his daughter’s life, but there is nothing I can do to change that now."
    I can’t help but feel a pain in my chest at her words, I have to fight back the emotion that it stirs up inside of me. Lyndley and I still have a whole lot of shit that we need to deal with if we want to make this shit last, but I want to hear it all even if it kills me to listen to the words.  
    Tears start to fall down her face before she continues. "I couldn't get out of bed for months. I was so angry, I shut myself off