Page 47 of Taking What's Ours


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“Did you love Halloween as a kid?”

He looks away. “My father hated Halloween. We were always the house on the block with the lights turned off—the one the kids didn’t come to.”

“How sad.” I study him. “But you must have trick-or-treated?”

“My mother took us one year when my father was out of town on business. But Elliott ruined that by teasing me relentlessly about my costume, then he stole most of my candy.”

My blood boils. “I’m really starting to hate your brother. It’s hard to believe I once thought he was the one, and planned to spend the rest of my life with him. Now that sounds insane.”

“It is insane.”

I frown and stare at the flickering pumpkins and the twinkling lights. “I’m glad I came here.”

“To the festival?”

I shake my head. “To Durango. With you.”

He laces our fingers together, then kisses the back of my hand. “I am, too, Elaina. More than you know.”

We finish our food, sip our beer, and people watch.

Baja chuckles.

“What’s so funny?” I ask.

“I just saw that same lady a minute ago.”

I glance up to see a woman about my age in a cute sweater, leggings, and boots.

Then he points to a completely different lady. “There she is again.”

I give him a confused look.

Then he points to another lady across the way. “There she is again. Sweaters, leggings, and boots.”

I look down at my own outfit. “Oh my God. She’s sitting with you!”

He chuckles. “Why do you women all wear the same outfit in the fall?”

“Are you going to say I don’t look cute in this outfit?”

His eyes turn molten as they travel over my body. I suddenly feel exposed to his gaze. My heart pounds with excitement, and I can’t help the shiver that runs over my body.

Our eyes connect. His are dark with desire. My blood heats my cheeks, and I can’t help but think about his hands roaming over my body.

“You definitely look fine as hell.”

I tug my lip into my mouth, dragging my teeth across it.

His focus immediately drops to it.

The bell on a bicycle dings as a small girl rides past with her father, drawing us both out of our wanton thoughts. Jesus, Saturday I was standing at the altar with Elliott, and now I’m imagining his brother doing unthinkable things to my body.

I take a sip of my drink, trying to gain some control over my treacherous body.

Finally, Baja clears his throat. “So, you think you’ll stay for the Halloween party? I know Lola said they had a girls day planned this week and wanted to include you.”

“Evelyn sounded so determined that I be at the party, I kind of agreed without asking you. Maybe you didn’t plan on having a house guest that long.” I look nervously at my cup.

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