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forgive me, I am going to bend you over the back of my truck and drive into you from behind. I’m going to spread your legs out on the hood of this same truck and lick your hot little pussy under the stars so the heavens can see you wriggle for me. Would you like that, baby? I never did that back in the day, but I want to taste you. I want to feel you come on my face. Actually, I’ve had this fantasy, lately, about you holding onto my headboard, sitting on my face and riding my tongue, hips bucking as I nibble your clit and jam my fingers into your—”
    He clamped his jaw, ending the list, when her nails dug into his arms and she cried out his name. He worked three fingers inside her, thumb still circling her clit. And then she came apart, legs clenching hard around his arm, head arching back so fast he had to move quick to catch it before she slammed into the truck door.
    Another quick flick of her clit and she cried out again. Just the edge of too much, if he was any judge.
    Her breasts heaved in a very lovely way as she struggled to breathe.
    Letting her slide back down to her feet, but still holding her so that she didn’t crumble, he rested his forehead on hers. Once her eyes finally fluttered open and her gaze settled on him, he smiled slowly. Bringing his fingers to his lips, he licked off the juice from her orgasm. “That’s one. I owe you quite a few more of those, whether you forgive me or not. You taste so sweet, my Abigail. I look forward to repaying my debt.”
    Her lips tightened. “I’d prefer it if we left the past where it was rather than trying to settle old debts.”
    “No, you wouldn’t. No lies between us.” He sounded stern, even to his own ears.
    A one-shouldered shrug. “I can’t believe you did that, out in public.”
    “You always were a bit of an exhibitionist. Figured it would be a good way to start paying you back. I will pay you back.”
    “So, that was your plan, huh? Tell me why you left like a selfish asshole, and pay me back for all my missed orgasms over the years? Oh, and come up with a bullshit story about letters?”
    “Wait—” Bullshit story?
    Waving a hand and readjusting her clothes, she breathed deeply. “Braxton, I won’t lie. Lying is weak and I’m not weak. This won’t work out. I want you and I can put on my big-girl panties and admit it.”
    “No, sweetheart, take them off. I prefer you pantyless. Thought we discussed that years ago.”
    She flushed red and he knew they both remembered him convincing her to wear dresses with no panties for him. No one knew…but them.
    “Whether I want you or not, it doesn’t change what happened.”
    “Nothing will. I don’t want to change what happened, to be honest. I wasn’t ready to be what you needed back then, Abs. I am now. I will prove that to you. And I’ll pay back my debt.”
    She sighed. “I need to get home.”
    He nodded. She moved to leave, but she paused to look at him.
    “I really did love you, Braxton.”
    Watching her drive away, he wondered if she realized that though her lips whispered “did,” her eyes cried “do”.

Chapter Six
    November 23, 2006
    Abby,
    Happy Thanksgiving.
    Not sure what in the hell to be thankful for this year. You always said we should be thankful for something.
    I’m thankful I’m far away from that little town. Called my dad. He said your mom was nutty as always and went into one of his rants about how lucky I was to “escape” your family. I’m not sure he realizes that we used to compare battle scars from our fantastic parents.
    I guess I’m thankful for that. I’m thankful I had you around when I was growing up to understand how hard it was to live with a parent like that.
    I don’t know how you’re dealing with living with your mom. He says you are. That has got to…
    Suck. I would say it nicer but, well, I remember what it was like when we were kids. Maybe it’s gotten better now that you’re older.
    For your sake, I sure as hell hope it