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    After that, they watched the others. The dark creek water hid their hands, which were either laced together or daring to brush across each other. Something about having to be careful, having to hide their affection, made every touch even more sensual, even more heart -racing.
    “I think this is the best day of my life,” Wyatt said to her as he slid past her in the water. She smiled over her shoulder at him, noticing that somehow before her eyes the boy she had met long ago was becoming a man.
    “I was sure I wasn’t going to see you tonight. The girls pretty much talked Memphis and Easton into a bonfire,” he said with a nod to Easton, who had not left his four-wheeler.
    That meant that everyone would be up late, out late, and the chances of either of them stealing a moment alone would be near nil.
    “She scared me at first,” Harley admitted, thinking about the reason they had this afternoon together in the first place. “I thought she knew and was looking for a confession.”
    Wyatt shook his head. He knew his mother would have come to him first. The family finances were no secret to anyone in this family, especially not Wyatt. He was the oldest of the next generation, and he, his brother, sister, and cousins were all being groomed to take over the business one day. Wyatt knew exactly how much money Claire Tatum had brought to the facility, what any upset would cost them all. Even knowing that could not keep him away from Harley. He loved her. He would gladly give up any family name or legacy for only the promise of having her for the rest of his life.
    He knew, though, that it wasn’t his family that would stand between them —it was hers.
    Harley had said as much. Wyatt knew when she was at home that her mother put Harley side by side with boys that were set to inherit and accomplish far more than had been dreamed of for Wyatt.
    It burned him. When he was away from her, his mind was punishing him . He would see those boys dancing with her, see her parents smiling at them, the power they seemed to have, what they could give Harley that he couldn’t.
    Harley swore to him that he was her only, that she had not so much as kissed another. He never asked for that declaration . She had read the question in his eyes, just like she read every part of him. He offered her the same promise. It wasn’t a hard one to keep. Not only was Harley the only one he could ever see, his best friends weren’t daters much either.
    Memphis wasn’t ever really in town enough to date anyone. Easton was fine with picking up a girl here or there, but he was too unsharpened to hold on to one. If he didn’t feel the flowery words girls wanted boys to say, he wouldn’t say them. They would get ticked at Easton and bail.
    Which usually landed Easton and Wyatt at the farm, riding, working on cars, stealing a few beers from Wyatt’s daddy’s fridge. No one ever questioned why Wyatt didn’t date anyone. They assumed Wyatt and Easton both just had flings, were too much of men’s men to worry about such things.
    Neither Wyatt nor Harley had a plan for how they could break out of the mold they were in, at least not one that Wyatt spoke about. When he was around Harley’s dad, he did his best to charm him, to show him he was a good man. He hoped that once Harley passed eighteen, maybe even graduated college, that he could ask her to marry him. It would cause an uproar in her life, that much he knew. But he hoped by then it wouldn’t matter, that Harley would grow out of this fear she had of her mother.
    Wyatt would hint to this secret plan, whisper it as they stared at the stars. Harley would only smile. Not enough to tell him that dream would come to pass.
    “Do you think we’re being obvious by taking so many precautions?” she asked.
    Wyatt slid behind her in the water. One hand landed on her hip, the other lower on her thigh, and that hand eased forward as he spoke. “Do I think we need to spend more time together?