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In a million years I would never have guessed that when I pulled off the exit into Whitmer over a year ago that this would be my destination. I’d only wanted a place to hide. To escape from the pain of my mistakes. I’d found so much more . Not just my love with Huck, something that only comes once in a lifetime. But something even better.

I’d never in my life realized what ecstasy it was to completely belong to someone in every way. Huck wasn’t just my lover. He was the air I breathed and his touch nourished my soul. We were made of the same intangible thing and whatever it was, it needed the love of the other to sustain itself.

“I love you,” he said. “I’d rather die than hurt you. The thought of someone even looking at you funny makes me want to fly into a murderous rage. But I’m scared of my own DNA. Scared of what it means to love someone more than you love yourself. Scared of the stakes… Scared of ever losing you.”

I moaned as he took what he wanted. A week ago I didn’t know this man and now I was letting him do whatever he wanted to my body. But as soon as I’d seen him, I knew I’d be his if he wanted me. It was almost as if it was out of our control.

That was amazing,” I said, stretching to the point I thought I might dislocate something and then slowly recoiling. “You were amazing,” he said. I could feel my cheeks blushing. “But like I said, I don’t have a towel, and I sort of, well, I made a bit of a mess all over you.” It was his turn to blush.

It was going so well but we just hit the cliche/eye-rolling portion! First date. Need to F you, he's HUGE, no protection, no discussion, channelling 50 shades, "I won't be able to walk for days"..... ugh.

I was shaking and I knew I was crying, but I was too scared to be embarrassed about it. His voice was closer now. “It’s okay I’ve got you. Nothing can happen to you. Belle, I’m right here.” I could feel myself clutching his shirt and pressing my face into his chest. I didn’t know where he was taking me and I didn’t care. I just needed something to hold onto. And there was nothing I wanted to hold onto more than Huck.

“Women using what they’ve got to get where they want to be is just smart economics.”
“That’s damn right,” the waitress said. “Besides, I’d rather be someone’s shot of bourbon than everyone’s cup of tea. F*** being ladylike. Right, Belle?” I grinned. I liked her. “Damn straight,” I said.

I’d never been so embarrassed in my entire life. I hoped whoever was carrying me would just throw me into a drainage ditch. Leave me there to just die from humiliation and from the pain that sat heavy in my heart from what had happened to me in Kentucky.

I’d shown up in this tiny -ass town and in this tiny-ass bar about 20 minutes ago after driving for almost 2 days; away from Kentucky and all that was in my past. I wasn’t interested in ever going back, either. So I’d driven until the money ran out , which ended up being when I hit Whitmer, Montana.