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and…well, Mr. Morris here came to my rescue, sort of.”
    I smiled and winked before I started heading toward the kitchen to go out to the barn. “Your knight in shining armor, I believe you said I was, CG.”
    I turned to see her mouth hanging open while Mrs. P was smiling from ear to ear.
    “CG? What does that stand for, my dear? Is that what you prefer to be called?”
    Right as I opened the back door, I heard Whitley say, “No! God, no. Please just call me Whitley.”
    As I made my way down to the barn, I could hear Mr. P singing away to some old George Jones’s song. I smiled to myself, thinking about how Mike used to come and talk to Mr. P for hours. I never knew what all they had talked about, but I was pretty sure Mr. and Mrs. Pierceson had known how we had lived. They had always left food at the gate but never bothered to come down to the house. My guess was they’d paid a visit when we weren’t home one day, and they probably never really knew how to talk to us about it.
    Just as I was about to walk into the barn, I heard someone call out my name.
    “Layton?”
    The sound of her voice rang through my whole body. I hadn’t talked to Olivia since the night she’d told me she was leaving me.
    I just stopped. I didn’t move. I was frozen.
    After I took a deep breath, I started to walk into the barn.
    “Layton, wait, please. Talk to me for just a second.”
    I felt her hand on my arm, and I fought against wanting to take her into my arms. I slowly turned around and looked into those beautiful blue eyes. My heart began pounding.
    I cleared my throat. “Hey, Olivia. I’m just heading to say hi to your uncle. If you’ll excuse me…”
    “ Please. I just want to know how you’re doing. I’ve heard, um…I’ve heard things have been tough for you, baby.”
    I looked her up and down. Fuck, she looks good.
    She was wearing tight-ass riding pants and a white T-shirt. I could see her nipples through the shirt, and I was starting to get a hard-on from just looking at her.
    “I’m doing fine, Olivia. Things have been great. No worries on my end. Just one big party.”
    I went to walk away, but she held on to my arm.
    “Layton, I’m sorry I hurt you. I didn’t mean to.”
    I just looked at her. “Really, Liv? ’Cause you leaving me right after my brother died was a pretty big thing. Not sure how you didn’t think that one would hurt.”
    She took a deep breath and threw her head back. “Layton, I’ll always love you, baby, but—”
    “Please, Liv, I can’t deal with this right now, okay?”
    Just when I feel like I’m moving on and finally forgetting her, I have to fucking see her. Fuck!
    “Baby, I just want to be friends, and when I hear about you whoring around with the town slut, I get a little worried. I don’t want you to sell yourself short. You deserve so much more, Layton. Baby, would you like to have dinner tonight?”
    I just stared at her. I was tempted to say yes. I wanted nothing more than to spend time with her. She took a step closer and ran her hand up and down my chest as she leaned into me. My knees felt weak, and I longed for her to touch me more.
    “Layton, I’ve missed you, baby,” she whispered against my neck.
    Olivia…I’ve missed you.
    I tried to talk, but all that came out was a low moan.
    “Hmm, I’ve missed hearing those sounds you make, Layton. Have you missed me? Touch me, and tell me you’ve missed me.”
    I closed my eyes and placed my hand on her hip. I pulled her even closer to me, so she could feel my hard-on.
    She let out a small giggle and then moved her lips up to my ear. “Who’s the girl, Layton? Are you seeing someone new?”
    My eyes flew open. What? What girl? Who’s she talking about?
    I pulled back and looked at her. “What?”
    She licked her lips and grabbed my dick. “Is this for me? Or for the brunette you pulled up with?”
    Just then, I heard Justin’s voice calling out for Olivia. She moved her lips to my mouth and bit on my lower