Bare Hearts
his other arm. For some reason, I don’t want him to let go. Finally, we make it to the front and he guides me inside ahead of him. Nervously, I wait for the ride to start. As slow as it moves you can barely tell you’re moving clockwise. The view of the city is stunning and you can see various landmarks.
    “You alright?” Parker asks.
    “Yep,” I say, taking in the view. Tim and Molly are pointing down at places they recognize. He’s really sweet with her, and I wish I could feel that way with Parker. But, with him it’s like standing on the ledge swaying back and forth, he’s good one minute and the next he seems dangerous with his craziness.
    Exiting the Tower, Parker guides me out with his hand on the small of my back. The butterflies flutter in my stomach and it’s been like that most of the day. He has helped take my mind off other things and enjoy the day. How could you not be having fun in this company?
    “You guys want to go on the Ferris Wheel?” Molly asks, pointing in that direction. I nod yes. As we’re walking toward the ride, the smell of funnel cakes invades my senses and brings back childhood memories when my mom brought me here with a friend the sweet smell, the freshness of it, the white powder on my lips; I still remember it like it was yesterday.
    The line for the ride moves quickly and Parker guides me on the ride as he steadies it from rocking. With the bear and monkey it’s a tight fit for us and we laugh about it. I always get nervous with high rides, but when it starts my fears ease as Parker puts his arm around my shoulder. When we reach the top, the rides stops and we point to the people below, laughing about how small they look. When we look over my side, his face is inches from mine and my body is running on overdrive. Slowly, his face inches closer and closer and I don’t move a cell in my body, fearing to lose the moment. Now his face is closer than ever and his lips look luscious, lickable, and so suckable. Finally, his lips greet mine and the kiss is insane. I let his tongue invade my mouth to explore. My body is reacting wildly inside; my heart is pounding so loud. I have to pull away to catch my breath. I suck in a deep breath and slowly exhale. His hooded blue eyes are filled with desire. My lustful thoughts are quickly broken as the ride jerks in movement and heads us downward.
    “I hope that was okay,” he says as he rubs my shoulder with his fingers, sending shivers down my spine.
    “It was more than okay,” I say, flashing a smile.
    While exiting the ride the kiss remains imprinted in my brain and keeps playing on repeat. That kiss was amazing. There was a need from him and I wanted it, all of it.
    “Okay, so either we eat or go on a rollercoaster, take your pick,” he says with a glimmer in his eye and a smirk to accompany it.
    “Rollercoaster!” I yell.
    “Oh, feeling ballsy are we?” He asks grinning.
    “No, I figured if I ate beforehand I’d only chuck it up while on the ride.” Or on you, and that’d just be embarrassing. He grimaces. “Hey, you asked,” I tell him as I shrug my shoulders.
    We walk along with Tim and Molly and we quickly approach the rollercoaster. Looking upward, I can see this one has a lot of loops as well as twist and turns. My stomach knots up nervously and I almost want to back out of the bet.
    “Ready?” Parker asks.
    “No, but a bet’s a bet,” I say nervously. My palms are started to get sweaty.
    “Okay, you will be fine, though,” he responds. We make our way to the line as Tim and Molly hang back holding our animals. Making our way through, the line moves at a snail’s pace, making the wait excruciating, keeping my stomach in knots.
    Finally, we make it to the front. Stopping, we ponder which available seat we should take. I walk toward the front, grabbing the very first seat. Maybe this is a mistake, but might as well go big or go home.
    “I’m confused as to why you chose the very front car,” he asks, his

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