Cade:
Lightning cracked across the sky again, and for a split second the truck lit up white — her eyes wide, her breath trembling, rain streaking down the glass like the world was trying to wash us clean.
It didn't work.
Because the second her lips found mine, I knew there wasn't a storm big enough to pull us apart.
The kiss wasn't gentle this time. It wasn't hesitant or polite. It was everything we'd been trying not to say for weeks — all the stolen glances, the too-long silences, the nights I'd sat awake remembering how her voice sounded when she laughed.
She was fire and rain and everything I'd never been allowed to want.
Her hands slid up the side of my neck, fingers trembling against my jaw like she was scared I'd vanish if she let go. I caught her wrist, holding her there, not
