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Selena’s temper rose as heat flushed through her veins. She’d never been very good at letting things be.
    She put her beer down on the floorboards between their chairs and sat forward, looking over her shoulder at him. “You’re still seriously pissed at me after fifteen years?”
    She didn’t want to have this confrontation but, clearly, he did.
    “I was in love with you,” he said, their gazes clashing. “I thought you were in love with me. You sure as shit loved what I could do to your body. Or have you forgotten that?” His eyes raked over her.
    She wished she could forget. They may have been each other’s firsts, they may have fumbled those first couple of times, but it hadn’t taken long to get it right. Selena had been surprised to learn that men who were really good in bed were surprisingly thin on the ground.
    “Maybe we shouldn’t have done that,” she said.
    “Yeah, well. It wasn’t my idea.”
    Selena snorted. “I didn’t hear you saying no.”
    His stare hardened. “ Really?
    She broke his gaze, focusing on the mountains again. He was right. Jarrod had wanted them to wait before taking the final step. Until after they’d finished high school. He’d wanted to take her into the city, book a fancy hotel. Make it special. Get through the last few months of stress and exams and then they’d be free to explore and be with each other.
    But after two years of hot kisses and heavy petting she’d been out of her mind with wanting him.
    “It was driving me crazy, Jarrod,” she murmured, remembering the sweet agony of that time as if it were yesterday. “ You were driving me crazy. Every time you kissed me you lit me up. I dreamed about you constantly. About us … together. God …” she shook her head. “Those dreams were so vivid I’d wake up at night all tight and achy, not even fully understanding why but knowing you were the cause. And the cure. I couldn’t concentrate on school or study.” She looked back over her shoulder again. “It was like I was possessed.”
    “You think I didn’t feel like that?” he demanded, his voice low, strained.
    Selena shrugged. “You always seemed so in control.”
    He shook his head. “I was always just seconds from losing it with you. And it scared the hell out of me. The things I was feeling, the things I wanted to do to you … they felt too big … too wrong to let off the leash.”
    Selena searched his face. Saw the kind of agony in his eyes she’d seen in her own all those years ago. “Too wrong?”
    “I wanted to … devour you. To tear your clothes off every time I saw you. I wanted to … fuck you … not sweet and gentle either although, God knew, I wanted to do that too. I wanted to possess you. And I didn’t even know how to do that shit at that point. But I do now and I can tell you that was exactly the way I was feeling.”
    Goosebumps broke out across Selena’s skin at his graphic words. Her nipples beaded in blatant response. She’d felt the same way about him. She’d wanted to sink into him.
    “I wanted to stamp myself all over you. To lock you away so you wouldn’t leave to go to college in Brisbane, so we could be together forever.”
    Selena nodded, rubbing her hands up and down her arms. They’d been insatiable. A freaking powder keg. She looked away. The stars twinkled back at her, so much closer out here. “That’s why I left.”
    It wasn’t the whole truth. But it was some of it.
    Time stretched as she waited for him to say something. The cicadas stopped trilling, as if they too were waiting. The back of her neck prickled beneath his gaze.
    “Yeah.”
    Selena looked back at him. He seemed so desolate. “Jarrod …” she whispered.
    “Just go, Selena.” His voice cut through the silence, his eyes hard as jade. “I don’t need your pity visit. Or your pity company. Unless it comes with a pity fuck, you should just go on home.”
    She sucked in a breath at the ferocity of his words. Each one hurled a