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kiss her quickly and slap her ass. “Hop down, babe.”
    “Why did you tell me to bring my swimsuit?” She pulls something hot pink and black out from the front pocket of her cut-off shorts.
    “What the fu—? Jesus Christ, don’t tell me you just pulled your bathing suit out of that pocket. That pocket couldn’t hold fifty cents, Lil.” I reach for what she has in her hand right as she yanks it out of reach and jumps back, shoving the suit in her back pocket.
    “Don’t show my goodies until I hear the secrets, baby. You better learn that shit starting now.” Her smirk makes her eyes dance and my cock twitch. It also has me chuckling at her bravado.
    “That so, firecracker?” I stalk towards her and she starts walking backwards. My longer stride has me gaining on her more quickly, and she knows I’m about to swoop in and grab her ass up.
    She tries to turn and make a run for it and trips over the sidewalk she didn’t know was behind her, but I leap forward, catching her before she hits the ground, then toss over my shoulder while I jog a few steps before resuming to walk down the street.
    “Yes it is so, dammit! Leo, put me down!” Her tiny little fists are punching me in my ass and I can’t help but laugh as her weak attempts. “I’m gonna piss on you!” Her laughter turns high pitched when I tickle her sides and her damn foot swings up, nearly making contact with my face during her spastic attempts to fight and flee at the same time.
    I slide her down my front but keep my arms locked around her so she’s nose to nose with me, my stride never wavering as I continue walking with her in my arms. “I like you, firecracker. More than I fuckin’ should. I like you.” I kiss her nose and set her down, and we keep walking. She slides her little hand in mine and it makes my chest twist and my heart beat fast.
    “I like you, too,” she whispers, looking up at me in my peripheral. When I turn to look at her though, she ducks her head and tucks her hair behind her ear. Something she does when she’s nervous.
    I wonder if I’m the only person who’s ever noticed this nervous tick of hers.
    There is a whole fucking lot of shit I know about Lil that I knew before I fell for her. I just didn’t know I knew. I realized while watching her this week that I knew all these things about her before now. That’s how much I was watching her before I let myself admit that I was insane over this girl.
    I thought I was watching her to make sure she was kept at a distance, but apparently my mind is like a sponge where Lil is concerned, because I picked up every nervous tick of hers. I learned and watched every time she let her mask slide and let the real Lil show. Every time she felt hurt or unsure of herself, I watched as that same mask fell back into place.
    More than anything, I watched and learned that my little firecracker has a lot more going on in that damn head of hers than any other girl I have known in my life.
    I quite honestly can’t tell you if she is fighting with herself or something else. I can tell you that there is more too little Ms. Lillian Shaw than meets the eye, and she has me so damn twisted up in knots that I don’t know what the fuck to do with myself.
    “So I take it we’re walking to our destination?” she asks.
    “Yeah, I guess it looks that way, doesn’t it?” I point to the line of trees on the opposite side of the road. “And this is our turn right here. Perfect timing to shut your damn questions up, you little spoilsport.” I swat her ass.
    She narrows her eyes on mine, causing me to laugh.
    Damn, I laugh more with this girl.
    “Stop slapping my ass, Leo!”
    I raise my hands in surrender. I have to grab my stomach with one of my hands I’m laughing so damn hard. “There was a horsefly, babe! I swear to God, it was the size of a Buick right there on your ass! I was saving your ass. That’s what I am. Your ass saver. Write that down just in case you ever need an ass