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I knew what to look for with her, because I knew this girl soul deep who was still etched into my bones as well as I knew Texas soil.

Fear.

Bonnie Little was afraid.

Of me.

“The fuck did I do you?”

Ten years apart, and that was the first thing I could think to say to her?

I expected her to run. I expected her to slap me.

Shove me aside, and run away screaming.

But Bonnie Little did none of those things. She shook her chin free of my blade, and stared up at me with those glossy pink lips still parted. Whatever she painted them with had a flicker of glitter in it I wanted to swipe away, get that shitoff her. Underneath I could see the dusky color of her mouth underneath, the color I always loved.

But yeah, I lost that right a while back.

We were strangers to each other now.

And all I could think about was that she wasn’t afraid of me in this moment.

“What on earth are you eating?”

I huffed at her. “I swear at you, and that’s the first thing you say?”

She raised one shoulder, and dropped it. “I mean, it’s been a weird day.”

“Damn right.”

A sweet smile creased her lips, but the expression was gone as fast as it came on with a practiced blankness I hated on her.

“It’s dragon fruit.” I sliced into the bright flesh to expose its monochromatic insides. “I shouldn’t have asked what I did. I had no right. Not anymore.” A tightness lodged in my throat I couldn’t get past.

Bonnie nibbled on her bottom lip, took half a step back and fixed her dress strap, her fingers playing across her skin in a way that mesmerized me. “I was heading down to the bar before dinner.”

“Drowning yourself when the ocean gets too much?” I didn’t know where that came from. It was a stupid line.

“Something like that. Join me?”

I sliced off a piece of the fruit and passed it to her on the flat of the blade. She considered me for a moment before her lips parted. The dragon fruit disappeared as she licked my fingers when I pressed the offering between them, though I knew she wouldn’t bite me.

Or maybe she would.

Strangers, remember?

A sharp breath sucked into my lungs. “Little Bonnie. Look at you, all grown up.”

Her tongue flicked out to catch a drop of moisture that beaded across the lip gloss, missing my fingertips, though I wish she hadn’t.

“Sweet,” she acknowledged, stepping away from me and walking away down the hall. She didn’t look over her shoulder to check that I followed her, nor did she need to.

She knows I’m all in.

I always was with her.

CHAPTER 2

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