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tomorrow instead of waiting until next week.
    I stood and walked over to Kyle to see he had been watching me. He was facing forward with a leg on either side of Blake’s four-wheeler. I gripped his shoulder for balance, and then I lifted my leg over the seat and sat on his lap, keeping eye contact with him.
    He scooted back on the four-wheeler to make room for both of us, and then he grabbed my waist, bringing me closer against his body. His eyes had a warm glow to them.
    “So…” I took a deep breath. “Jason and Damon will be here soon, and Jeanine and I will be talking tomorrow around lunchtime on Skype.”
    He nodded in understanding. “I think Jeanine had perfect timing.”
    I exhaled deeply. “I think so, too,” I said softly, leaning into Kyle’s touch. “I have so many thoughts and feelings overwhelming me. I’m really glad she called.”
    “Me, too.” He kissed my forehead. “I think her insight helps you see things in a different light.”
    I cocked my head to the side and pondered his words. “I think you’re right.” I kissed him quickly and pulled back. “Ready to ride?” My tone was eager.
    He grinned. “Hell yeah.”
    I stood to my feet. He slightly tipped his head up to look into my eyes. I could not help but run my fingers through his tousled hair. His sexy lips were begging to be kissed, or maybe my lips were begging to kiss him. I grinned to myself. Tomato, tamato.
    I leaned forward and took his mouth against mine. Feeling his warm lips gave me a familiar pull, forcing me to gravitate closer to him. That electricity was always there. My hands roamed over his shoulders and chest. I wanted to feel his body against me.
    Kyle’s hands tightened on my waist, followed by a deep moan that vibrated his chest. My pulse kicked up a notch as it pumped through my veins while he ravished my mouth. I clung to him, trying to keep my unsteady legs beneath me.
    A door slammed, and then I heard chuckling. Startled by the noise, I practically jumped into Kyle’s lap.
    “Get a fucking room,” Jason grunted, half-teasing, walking right up to us.
    Following behind Jason, Damon shook his head, laughing. He stopped beside Jason.
    Kyle stood, taking me with him, and then he carefully put me down on my feet.
    He outstretched his hand to Jason. “Hey, man, how’s it going?” He shook Jason’s hand.
    “Good. Ready to ride?” Jason asked, stepping back.
    Kyle nodded. “Lily said you guys have a lot of trails back here.” He turned to Damon. “Thanks for getting everything ready.”
    “Glad to help. Let’s ride,” Damon replied.
    “There are tons of paths around here. Growing up, many of the kids in town used them. They still do. We’re all pretty friendly around here as long as they don’t mess shit up,” Jason added.
    Damon glanced at me, taking in my clothing. “And here I thought you’d be dressed and ready to go,” he teased, shaking his head.
    “Dressed?” Kyle questioned while looking at me.
    “We have a bunch of gear in the closet, like jackets, pants, boots, and goggles. Whatever you need should be back there.” I pointed to a corner in the garage.
    All of the gear was stored in a closet my dad had built in the tiny extended room at the far side of the garage. We had a lot of toys, so we had lots of gear that needed to be cared for.
    Kyle glanced at his clothing. His jeans were okay, but I doubted he’d want to ruin his shirt or nice shoes. I wasn’t wearing the appropriate clothes or shoes for riding either.
    I grabbed Kyle’s hand. “Let’s go get ready.”
    Damon chuckled as we walked away. “Don’t get lost in the closet,” he teased.
    I felt the blood rush to my cheeks as I glanced up at Kyle. He was trying to hold back his own laughter.
    Damon yelped as I heard a thump in what I assumed was Jason hitting him on the shoulder.
    “I don’t want to hear about that shit. She’s like our sister,” Jason said.
    I turned my head and rolled my eyes at Jason and Damon.