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But I know she’s leaving for Seattle at the end of the summer.
Do I take what I can get with her? Or end this now before it even starts?
Except, there’s no way I want to do the latter. Not when all I want is her.
“A summer fling then. Just you and me. No one else can find out about us.”
A smile lights up her face. “That’d be a pretty good way to spend my last summer in Dixon.”
Leaning up, I nip at her lips. “Then we better make it worth it.”
ChapterTen
IVY
Asummer fling.
Mason’s words from the other night keep rolling through my head.
A summer fling.
A fling.
With Mason Winchester.
Butterflies have been ever-present since we kissed.
God, I wanted so much more that night. It was only the two of us. Each day since, I’ve walked into their house blushing like a schoolgirl. The way Mason quirks his lips at me when I arrive. The way he lingers as he brushes past me.
We haven’t made any plans yet—it’s too hard with Willow—but I can’t wait to be with him. The feel of his hard cock underneath me in the truck had me squirming.
All I want is to feel that inside me. Whenever that does happen, it’s going to be good.
So good in fact, that I even had to pull out my vibrator to take care of my needs.
A girl can only hold out for so long.
My dirty thoughts of Mason in the bedroom stay with me all the way to their house. I gulp down the water in my tumbler before going inside, trying to cool my fluttering emotions.
I’ve gotten good at boxing them away. I did it all the time growing up. I still do it with my parents.
Not thinking about Mason in bed? Piece of cake.
Until he opens the door with his shirt half-buttoned.
Jesus. I want to lick every single one of the abs that are on full display.
“Ivy.”
“Are you trying to drive me crazy?” I hiss.
Mason steps to the side, buttoning his black shirt. “I’m running behind.”
I smack his chest as I go into the kitchen. Over the last few weeks, I’ve gotten more comfortable here. It shouldn’t surprise me at all that he’s running late. It’s typical. He’s always making sure Willow is taken care of first.
“Ivy!” Willow comes racing into the living room, wrapping her arms around me. “Can we build a fort today?”
“A fort? That sounds awesome.”
