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as soon as the words are out of his mouth and Nicole sinks back against Brighton. “Brrr. It’s freezing. I guess we should go.” She’s talking to me, but looking over her shoulder at Brighton.
    “I’ll walk you out,” he says, allowing her to pull him up from the lounger. I stand and fold the blanket, then hand it to Maxton. “Thank you.” I lift my arms to take off his sweatshirt, but his hand on my arm stops me.
    “Keep it. I’m sure I’ll be seeing you again with the way those two are acting. I’ll get it another time,” he tells me.
    I turn and follow Brighton and Nicole out to the car. As I reach the passenger door, I feel his hand on the small of my back. Maxton reaches around me and opens the door. I didn’t even know he was behind me. “See you soon,” he says.
    “Thanks again for the sweatshirt,” I tell him before climbing into the passenger seat. Maxton leans in the door and fastens my seat belt. He looks over to Nicole who is already sitting in the driver’s seat.
    “Drive safe,” he says. Then he’s gone. He pulls his big frame out of the car and gently shuts my door. He taps twice on the roof and walks back toward the house. My eyes follow him all the way. I hear Brighton tell Nicole to text him when we get home, another quick kiss and her door is shut, too. The blast of the heater immediately warms the inside of the car. Nicole reaches over and turns it down.
    “Sorry I left you for so long. Brighton… his kisses.”
    “It’s fine. Maxton built a fire and we just sat and talked.”
    “You too looked pretty close when we walked up.”
    “Not really. He had only been beside me maybe ten minutes. He was on the other lounger the rest of the night. At first, I thought he was trying to make his move, but he didn’t. He just sat beside me and we kept talking,” I tell her.
    “What did you all talk about?” she questions.
    I debate on telling her. Nicole will read more into this than what it really is. I can’t, however, lie to her, even by omission, more than I already have. Someday soon, I need to sit her down and tell her everything with my mom. Someday. “He just talked about how he lost his dad a few years ago and he left him the house and the bar. I told him that I lost my mom a few years ago as well.” I keep my answer simple. It doesn’t feel right telling her Maxton’s thoughts about his dad being near. She already knows I feel that way about Mom, especially when I go to the stables.
    “Wow,” she whispers. “I can’t believe you told him. Kens, that’s a huge step for you. Do you like him?”
    “Yeah, I guess. First impression, he’s a player with a cocksure attitude. Today he was… not. At least, not like he was at the bar last night. He seems like an all right guy.” An all right guy who has my hormones in overdrive and makes my heart race, but it’s whatever. I know he’s still that first impression guy. At least, that’s what I keep telling myself. “I just… I don’t know… something about how he was telling me about his dad. The words just came out before I could really think about them.” That is the honest truth. I was thinking it over, contemplating if I should say anything when the words just spilled out. Telling him was not as bad as what I had imagined. Only one lone tear escaped, but Maxton took care of that.
    “They both seem like great guys. He has to be for you to open up like that.” She doesn’t say anything more. I know she wants to. She wants to talk about how great we would be together, but she knows better. She knows that if and when that happens, it will take time.
    “Classes start Tuesday,” she says, changing the subject. This girl knows me so well.
    “Senior year, here we come! What’s on the agenda for tomorrow?” I ask her. I’m sure she and Brighton have something planned.
    “Nothing right now. You?” she asks.
    “I got nothing,” I tell her. “I figured you and Brighton would take full advantage of an extended