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away, it was like the sun had stopped shining.
    Her big, brown eyes shone up at me with the exact look I had tried to avoid being on the receiving end of and that now felt like the greatest gift in the world.
    “That might have been the first time Christian’s ever caught a ball,” she said in awe.
    I felt my brow crease. “What?”
    Cat smiled as she started down the beach towards her house. I stepped in line beside her as she explained.
    “Christian is not athletic—at all—and his dad is a professional football player. It’s not just that he isn’t athletically gifted. He also has social issues. He’s been diagnosed and misdiagnosed for years. First, they said he was hyperactive, then it was ADD, and his current diagnosis is high-functioning autism.
    “He moved here just a few months before I left for school. The first time I met him, he had his ant farm on the beach and he told me every single ant’s name.”
    “Wow. You have more patience than I do.” I knew there was no way I could handle sitting down and listening to a kid name thousands of ants. “You constantly amaze me.”
    Cat’s mouth turned up as her face broke into a huge smile at the memory, or my compliment, either way, I felt her joy radiate through me. Even though we were outdoors and the sun was shining, Cat’s smile made the world even brighter.
    Lifting her hand, she brushed her hair behind her ear and shook her head, her smile fading just a bit as her voice was tinged with sadness. “No, I don’t think it was patience at all. I just saw that he needed a friend, and I know the feeling.”
    Reaching down, I took her hand and wove my fingers between hers, wishing I knew what to say to take away the pain of her past. I didn’t.
    As we walked in silence, I found myself daydreaming about what it would be like if we weren’t here because of a family emergency, if we were just on vacation, or if we lived here. If being together, like this, was just our normal day-to-day life. I honestly couldn’t think of anything better than that. Before I knew it, we had reached the stairs that led up to her house.
    Cat yawned for probably the third time since I’d woken her up. Gazing up at the house, she didn’t seem in any big hurry to get back.
    “Rachel likes to eat early, so we should probably go clean up,” she said in a tone that sounded like she was trying to convince herself that it was a good idea.
    “Yeah. I could definitely use a shower,” I said as I lifted my feet and wiggled my toes, which were so coated in sand, I couldn’t even see skin.
    Glancing back at Cat, I saw a flush of pink rise up her smooth cheeks as she bit her full bottom lip. I loved the fact that she still blushed over anything remotely sexual in nature.
    “Is there a shower scene in Fifty Shades of Grey ?” I asked, teasing her. Usually, I wouldn’t bug her about something she was embarrassed about, but this time…I couldn’t help myself. Just knowing that she’d read those books was seriously fucking hot. Not that I knew exactly what was in them, but I’d heard and seen enough to get the idea.
    Her blush deepened as she cast her eyes down to the sand and her shoulders slumped as if she were retreating into herself. I wanted to kick my own ass for bringing it up and was just about to try to remove my foot from my mouth when she squared her shoulders, lifting her eyes straight to mine, and spoke with steady, strong voice, “Actually, the bath scene is my favorite.”
    Then her brow lifted and she spun around before starting up the wooden steps.
    “Do you still have that book?” I asked, quickly following along behind her as she made her way up the stairs, suggesting, “Maybe you should read me that scene.”
    “Maybe.” She shrugged, peering back over her shoulder with a teasing glint of challenge in her big doe eyes that danced with more life and joy than I’d seen in them the past day. And it made my heart swell. I was so glad I had been the one to