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Instead of driving home, I head for Gates Pass and cruise up to a scenic overlook. Day breaks, and for a while we don’t speak, just watch the light and color unfurl over the valley. Sheridan slips her hand into mine. f**k, this could’ve all gone down so much worse. But for now, I have my lady within reach and another beautiful day on the horizon.
Her hand strokes my hair. I capture it and nip her fingers until she laughs.
“We did it,” she sighs, her outrageous dress rustling around her.
“You did.” I kiss her fingers. “Liaise? Let me guess—word of the day calendar?” Her smile is not only enough of an answer, it has my c**k twitching.
Yeah, I want to tip her over the hood of the car and f**k her, dress and all, but we’ve both been through a lot. First I want to watch the sunrise wi
