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And there’s this asp Oh, that felt good So very good And then he does it again And again And it’s like we’re a wildfire The good kind of fire The kind that destroys the old and creates new It’s fire licking through my veins, rhythmic movements that cause me to want more It’s this need, this desire and as we hold each other so close that I’an ends we race for the horizon and discover heaven

It’s the only way to describe itheaven My body is weightless and I would think I had died if I didn’t breathe in Logan edges to the side and pulls me into him It’s exhaustion and slow kisses and our bodies that are now correctly fitting puzzle pieces Never before have I felt so high and all of it with our clothes on It’s odd how close I feel to Logan, odd how so an," I whisper

He kisses one cheek, then the other, the tip of my nose, and then my lips "Yes?"

"I don’t knohat love is very well either, but I hope it feels like this" It’s not poetic It’s not really a declaration But it’s a lot like being an addict or not being addict, it’s one of those things that I’ to too s that I’an’s eyes glitter and it’s the same spark as when he wins a dare As if I just said the words back to hiesting Seeing all that happiness on hie the subject

"Now that you’ve captured me in the chase," I say, "will you tire of "

I grin and lean up so that my arm’s on his chest "You said that once, reht and scared no one at school liked an beaain "As I said, never a boring oes off and I’m so dead to the world that my eyes won’t open and ht won’t budge Every breath in is the scent of wild honeysuckle and underneath my ar belly, and her back is tucked close to ht, Abby laid her hand over randfather’s land on the second day and we’vein on their need for work It’s been going faster with Chris helping us lift the hay and with Abby driving, but regardless, it’s work

One more day--today--and we’re done Only problem, my body may be done before our time commitment My alarm continues to chihtens around Abby and et Abby to do or not do while threatening to tickle her

"Do it and I’ll cut your balls off," she says in this sexy yet groggy voice "And turn off the alarm"

I chuckle and the air mattress underneath us squeaks "You can turn it off"

"It’s on your side and I was shot, re your dae stares retfully, I remove my hand from her stomach, turn off the alarm, and then I’m careful as I peel back the tape The wound that was raw and angry e first arrived here is now healing

It’s not just her outside that’s healing, the inside is, too Abby’s laughed more in the past few days than we’ve heard the entire time we’ve known her She smiles, not just with her lips, but with her eyes

It’s been a fantastic week and I hate that tomorrow she has to return to all of her de and begin the routine of cleaning it and bandaging it back up

I toss her old bandage into e container for medical supplies and spots appear in front of ain because that was one hell of a head rush

Abby shifts and delicate fingers touch et what I need, then test my blood There’s movement outside the small rooetting their asses up for our last day of work We were planning on leaving tonight, but after seeing Abby co

Abby leans against my shoulder and when there’s the beep, I tilt my tester toward Abby so she can see that her end of noret bored with all this, but for now she’s curious and I’ her

She’s like a da this in dark corners or bathrooe to have an audience It’s also a bit irritating, like having someone read overto her and in exchange she hasn’t asked once to return home

I rotate the injection site from my sto

"Is there any easier way?" Abby asks "You’re always doingout Plus you said it’s better if you do a routine, but besides waking up in the , we’ve had no routine Is this the best way?"