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"Why, counselor, I do believe you’re breaking the law There is an open-container law in Montana, you know" I bump his shoulder with mine and then take a sip of the sweet drink

"It’s our secret I won’t tell if you don’t"

"Deal" He feeds ood?"

"Busy," he confirlad it’s the weekend"

"I wish I had weekends" I fron at ain"

"I do, but the story is always in my head And lately, I don’t have ti and stuffthough It’s a fun job"

He holds another bite up for me but I shake reat, thank you"

"You’re welcome" We pack up the leftovers and empty containers

"Let’s go sit on the bridge for a little while," I suggest

"Sounds good" He nods and rises fro his hand out for me to join hie

"I love this place" I take a deep breath, enjoying the musty smell of the leaves "I used to come down here al to do homework or read or just think"

"What did you think about?"

We approach the top of the bridge and lean against the railing, taking in the tall mountains ahead that are sprinkled with yellow and red trees A breeze has picked up, irl stuff, most likely" I turnTy as he leans his hands on the rail next to "

"Do you still swim?"

"Every day"

"Really?" His brows rise and he reaches up to tuck reat shape"

"It is" I nod "I’ll never stop swi My parents built the pool house when I was a freshh school and took an interest in it"

Ty slides closer to lides over ainst his stomach, and he lowers hisme to this spot"

I turn to smile at him, and my breath catches His lips are mere inches from mine I can feel the heat of his skin, and I knoithout a doubt that I want him