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He leans in and kisses me. I wrap my arms around his neck and hold on tight. He kisses me breathless as he backs me toward the car. When the backs of my legs hit the cool surface, I gasp into his mouth.

He groans and deepens the kiss. His cologne surrounds me and brings so much comfort, while driving me crazy. I’ve missed him so much.

“I have one more gift for you,” he says against my lips.

I pull away and look at him curiously, but I get his meaning as he slips his hand into my shorts. It hits me then that it’s my eighteenth birthday, the birthday he promised he’d take my virginity on.

“Gio,” I cry out as he gives me my first-ever orgasm against the car he just gave me for my birthday.

As I shake against the car, he kisses my forehead and pulls his hand out of my shorts to stick his fingers in his mouth. I look into his hazel eyes, and I see the war there. I know before he says anything this is as far as this will go. I almost burst into tears.

“Come on. I’ll spend the night. Let me hold you for your birthday.”

“But Gio—”

“No, Nyla. It’s not right. It isn’t time yet.”

“But I’m eighteen.”

“I know, but I’m not that strong. If I have you, I’m not going to let go. Give me time. I need to do this my way.

“I won’t take that from you and then leave. You would hate me. Let me do this one thing right.”

I nod. I get it. I may not like it, but I get it.

We return to my room. I take off his jacket and climb into my bed. He kicks off his shoes and takes off his pants.

He looks at me after placing his watch and cuff links on my desk and smiles. When he takes off his shirt, my mouth drops open. Not only is he chiseled out, but he also has tats.

“When did you get those?”

“Earlier this year,” he says as he climbs under the covers and pulls me into his arms. “Happy birthday, baby.”

I wiggle free and reach for my CD player on the nightstand. “I want to play something for you.”

“What is it?”

I shrug. “A reminder for us both.”

I hand him the headphones and press play. I’d been listening to this song all week, hoping I’d see him for my birthday. It’s SWV’s “Here for You.” He has a hold on me I can’t forget, even if he’s forgotten about me.

He tightens his embrace around me as he listens. I can’t stop smiling. The song ends and he takes the headphones off, kissing the top of my head. “I hear you, baby. Go to sleep.”

CHAPTER12

Nothing but Truth

Nyla

Two years later…

I’ve been out skating with Ming and some of the girls. I won’t be getting any planned or surprised visits this year, just like last. That fact was made clear when my birthday gifts from Gio and Jace arrived this morning, with apologies for missing my day, again.

I’ll be honest, I was disappointed, but for once I didn’t want to sit around thinking about boys. Gio and Jace are living their lives in Italy and I’m here. Jace’s visits are less frequent and Gio’s calls are nonexistent.

I’m growing tired of being forgotten. At twenty my body has finally started to bloom, and I turn plenty of heads. Why on earth do I insist on moping around over two boys I never see?

I walk into the kitchen and come out of my thoughts as Elijah and Gwen jump apart. I grab an apple and bite into it. Then I point it at them and tilt my head to the side as I fold my other arm across my chest. Elijah clears his throat as his cheeks redden.

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