We get to the hotel and end up falling asleep for a few hours. When we get up, we both shower, and with my stomach in knots, we drive to my parents’ house. I give him directions, and when we’re at the driveway, I feel tears in my eyes. “Wow, nothing has changed.” I whisper it to myself, but Blake reaches over and holds my hand. I glance over at him and he smiles.

“Everything has changed.” He’s right, it has. I nod and he drives down the long driveway until the house comes in view. “London, it is beautiful here.”

“It really is.” We get out of the car and walk hand in hand up to the door. I knock once and walk in. I let go of his hand and spin around. It’ is like walking back in time. Everything is exactly the same. The pictures, the furniture, the paint color, even the welcome rug are still the same. It’s not a big house. It’s only a little bigger than Blake’s. The only reason it feels bigger is the bedrooms are upstairs. I walk over to the mantel and laugh, picking up a paperweight I made in elementary school. I can’t believe they kept this. Blake walks up behind me and wraps his arms around my waist. “I made this in like third grade.”

He kisses my shoulder and rests his chin on it. “Wow, that’s a great…” He tries to figure out what it is and I laugh.

“It’s a paperweight.”

He chuckles and moves to stand next to me. “I think being an author is definitely more your thing.”

“She was always creative.” We both turn around at the sound of my mom’s voice. “Laken, I wasn’t expecting you until after dinner.” When she calls me Laken, it makes my spine stiffen. I thought once everything was over with Axel, I would be able to use it again, but I can’t. It’s not who I am anymore. It doesn’t remind me of my happy childhood. It reminds me of how awful things got.

“I wanted to show Blake the property. We’ll be going out for dinner.”

She gives me a small smile and walks over to me. “I’m sorry. You can stay for dinner if you want.” She directs it toward me, not both of us, and I’m already regretting coming.

“Mom, you do

realize that Blake is standing right here. You didn’t say hello to either of us.”

She looks over at Blake and back to me. “Let me know if ya’ll will be staying for dinner.” She walks back to the kitchen and I shake my head.

“It was a mistake coming here. She still thinks I fucked up my life, and she won’t even acknowledge you.”

He grabs my hand and leads me out the front door. “Who gives a shit what she thinks? I don’t. I love you…hell, I fucking worship you…and if she isn’t willing to see that, she’s the one missing out.” How this man has the ability to make everything better is beyond me, but he does and I love him for it. I smile and pull on his hand for him to follow me. I lead him through the property, down my favorite trails, and to the little lake.

“This is one of my favorite spots. I used to love jumping in here to cool off and then going over to the field.” I unbutton my shorts and let them fall to the ground and pull my shirt over my head.

He looks at me and grins. He steps out of his jeans and t-shirt, and we smile at each other. “As beautiful as it is here, you are so much more.”

I push up on my toes and kiss him. I don’t know how else to express the way he makes me feel. “Come on.” We walk to the edge of the lake and I start to walk in. It’s freezing, but then again, it always was.

He follows behind me and groans when he realizes how cold it is. “Holy shit, baby, this is freezing.”

I laugh and swim out until I can no longer touch the bottom. “Come on, you’ll get used to it.” He shakes his head but swims out to me. “See, it isn’t so bad.”

He pulls me to him and kisses me. “Yes, it is.”

I laugh and decide to put him out of his misery. “Come on. Let’s go to my other favorite spot. The sun will warm you up there.” He is all too eager to get out and beats me to the shore. “You are such a baby.”

“No, you’re just cold-blooded or some shit. That is fucking cold. It’s like ice water.” I grab his hand, intertwining our fingers, and I lead him to my favorite spot of all. This is the spot where I spent a majority of my childhood lying in the wildflowers and hiding from the world. When we reach it, he stares down at me. “Now this is beautiful.” We walk out, and when we are in the middle of the field, I stop and smile up at him.

“I don’t want to stay here, Blake. I want to go home. This isn’t my home anymore. It has so many memories, but I don’t belong here anymore. I belong with you, in California.”

He runs his knuckles down my face and leans in to kiss me. “Whatever you want. If you want to leave right now, we will.”

I grin and reach my hands behind me to unhook my bra. “Before we leave, I want to bring home a new memory.” I reach into my bra and pull out a condom before letting it drop to the ground and stepping out of my panties. He steps out of his boxers and pulls me to him before capturing my mouth. It is so exciting being out in the open, kissing naked, when at any minute someone could see.

He lowers me to the ground and climbs on top of me. He begins kissing every inch of my body, making me ache to have him inside of me. When he bites down on my nipple, I arch my back, letting out a loud moan. “Fuck, London. I wish you could see yourself through my eyes right now. The way the sun is shining on your body, being surrounded by these wildflowers, and the look of pure love on your face. It’s fucking stunning.” He kisses me and I hear him tear open the condom wrapper. He breaks the kiss and I feel him at my entrance. I run my hands up his protective arms and up into his hair. He pushes inside of me, causing us both to moan. “Fucking heaven.” He starts moving, and I keep my eyes locked on his. He picks up his pace, causing my body to hum with excitement.

“Oh fuck, Blake.” He leans forward and kisses me, taking control of my entire body. I feel myself getting closer to an orgasm crashing over me. He looks back into my eyes, and I can literally see the love he has for me.

“I feel you, baby, let your body take over. Let it feel it.”

Every time he speaks those words, it is my undoing. Within seconds, my orgasm crashes over me. “Blake!”

He continues to slam into me until he stills and releases his orgasm. “London!” He captures my mouth, and we kiss until we are completely breathless. He looks down at me and smiles. “I love you so much.”

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