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past three years, she had started to get the idea that he was more excited about being the one to “pop her cherry” as he put it, rather than being impressed with her morals and values.

      “I want to. Eventually,” she’d told him numerous times.

      She just didn’t know when, and she wanted to be absolutely sure about it. Lily knew it wasn’t cool or sexy to be a virgin, especially by her senior year in college.

      But she hadn’t cared about that, and didn’t think Tim did either. Not until he dumped her at the exact same place they’d had their first date.

      Now, she was heartbroken.

      “Lily?” She jumped at the voice and looked up. Cade stood over her, dripping wet. “Are you okay?”

      She sniffed.

      “Fine,” she said. Lily hoped with everything in her it just looked like she was soaked and not crying.

      You look freaking pathetic, she thought to herself.

      “You don’t look okay,” he said.

      “My, uh. My boyfriend just dumped me,” she admitted, her eyes downcast.

      Of course I’d run into Cade, also known as the longest crush ever.

      “What an idiot,” Cade said. “Come on, get in the truck. You’re getting drenched out here.”

      He took her elbow and ushered her toward his baby blue vintage Chevy.

      “Can’t find your keys?” he asked as he turned on the heat and slid onto the bench seat beside her.

      She shook her head. “I don’t… I don’t know…”

      “Let’s go to my place,” he said. “EJ has a spare key to yours, right? He’s not home, but I’m sure we can find it.”

      “Oh, um. Okay,” she agreed.

      The ride to the apartment was fast, and thankfully quiet.

      “Here you go,” Cade said as they walked into the small two-bedroom. He pulled a t-shirt and shorts, both with emblems of the Salem Fire Department emblazoned on them, out of the basket of freshly laundered clothes on the couch.

      “Thanks,” she said, and took them gingerly.

      Lily changed in the shared bathroom and rolled up the shorts numerous times to get them to stay on.

      “Hey, you look good in my clothes,” Cade said with a wink when she emerged. Something about the way he said it made her burst into tears. “Lily, I’m sorry!” he said. “I didn’t mean anything by it.”

      Cade jumped up and embraced her. “Do you want to talk about it?”

      He pulled her onto the couch next to him and pushed the laundry basket aside. Lily picked at her peeling pink nail polish.

      “He …” she started with a sigh. “I don’t know. We’ve been together three years, you know? Since the start of freshman year. And I thought—God, I don’t know what I thought. That we’d get married, and all that. Not that we talked about it or anything.”

      She could hear herself rambling but couldn’t stop.

      “And then there was, I don’t know. There were little things. Issues, I guess. Red flags, I don’t know.”

      A part of her wanted to tell Cade about the whole V-card thing, but her guard was up too high. Lily craved a drink, just a touch of liquid courage to get everything off her chest.

       But what would he think if I asked for a glass of wine all of a sudden? Dressed in his clothes?

      “You’re better off,” Cade said. His deep voice broke into her internal struggle.

      “You think?” she asked. Lily looked up at him.

      His hazel eyes bored into hers. Does he know? Could he guess about the whole virgin thing?

      “Sure,” he said. “The guy sounds like a total loser. Besides, you’re hot enough to bag any guy you want.”

      Lily bit her lip and looked back down. He thinks I’m hot?

      “You think?” she asked again.

      “Absolutely.”

      She willed herself to look up at him again. Before she could think or second-guess herself, she tilted her head up and closed her eyes. Lily couldn’t tell if she closed the distance or he did, but when his lips were on hers she eagerly opened her mouth.

      She felt Cade’s hands move to her waist, the heat of his palms against the sliver of flesh between her skirt and t-shirt. Lily let out a moan into his mouth as he easily hoisted her onto his lap.

      As she straddled him, she felt his growing hardness as it pressed against the thin material of her underwear. Cade didn’t need to do much to inch the short skirt up. She felt the air against the bare skin of her backside and his hands squeeze into her flesh.

      Her hands made their way onto his chest, the muscles from hours of firefighter training evident.

      “I’ve wanted this a long time,” he whispered into her ear as he bit gently at her lobe.

      Should I tell him? she wondered, but already he’d ripped open her panties with a single tug.

      Cade lifted up her tight shirt to expose her bra and pulled down the lace material. As his mouth moved down her neck and he took a firm nipple into his mouth, she let out a yelp. She felt her wetness begin to soak into the roughness of his denim.

      What if I’m not good at it? she wondered, but pushed that thought aside.

      Lily couldn’t stop herself from riding him. By the time she heard the sound of Cade unzipping himself, she had an ache deep inside her that begged to be filled.

      “You’re so wet,” he said as he tested her opening with his tip.

      Lily braced herself against him and felt just a small pinch as he lowered her onto him.

      Soon, she bore onto him, unable to get enough. As Cade kissed and sucked her neck, she felt the wave build up inside her that she’d only ever managed on her own before.

      “Come for me,” he murmured against her ear, and she had no choice but to obey.

      As she climaxed, she felt a rush into her. Cade’s hot release filled her with a satisfaction she’d never felt before.

      As he gently lifted her off him, a drunken sleepiness washed over her, and in the dark Oregon afternoon it already felt like nearly evening.

      “EJ?” she wondered aloud even as sleep overtook her.

      “Don’t worry,” Cade said as he pulled her against him to spoon on the couch—the same couch she’d sat on countless times over the years. “He’s gone until tomorrow night.”

      Lily drifted into sleep with Cade’s sturdy arm wrapped around her.

      ***

      Lily fluttered her eyes open to the sound of a steady morning rush of rain. The surroundings were only somewhat familiar.

      “Cade?” she asked groggily as the previous day’s events began to creep back into her head. Lily groaned and pushed herself up from the couch.

      “Cade?” she called again.

      She could tell by the stillness in the air he was gone. Her phone, nearly dead, told her it was almost eight in the morning. The heartache she’d felt earlier returned with a vengeance.

      I guess that’s why EJ and Aiden call him Morningside Manwhore, she thought, her mouth twisting.

      The weight of what she’d done, of what she’d let Cade do—wanted him to do—started to dawn on her.

      I’ve had

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