Chapter Thirty-Eight

Kyle

He wanted to keep his eyes open, but he was too knocked over to try too hard. Faith had curled up next to him with her head on his chest, her body warm and soft. He’d have to take her back to school for her car soon, but he couldn’t think about that, not yet.

“You okay?” she murmured, her breath tickling his skin.

Okay? He felt like a goddamned superhero. A really tired, satisfied superhero, but if he could move, he bet he’d fly.

“More than,” he rumbled, the words slow and sleepy. “You?”

“Oh, yeah.” She propped herself on one elbow. Her hair had fallen down her back, and a strand of it was draped over her shoulder. “I’m happy I was the one. And that you were mine.”

“I’m still a train wreck.” He stretched, eyes open just enough to notice how Faith’s gaze trailed down his body. “But I’m your train wreck, if you’ll have me.”

“I already had you.” She laughed. “But if you’re asking me to be yours for more than just today, then yes.”

He rolled over, facing away from her, and punched his pillow a few times before lying back down. “Now this day is perfect. I better turn off the lights so I don’t wake up and find out I’m dreaming.”

She gave his shoulder a little shake. “Hey, hibernating bear, much as I hate it, I need to go home. Remember, I have an Olympic archer living in my house, probably wondering where I am.”

He struggled to sit up, blinking. “But you’ll come back tomorrow?”

She took his face in her hands and kissed him. “Try to stop me.”

He sat in his car in the driveway after dropping Faith off. Going into the house seemed too much like an end, and he wanted this day to stretch out forever.

There were two texts on his phone when he finally pulled it out. The first was from Violet: Good job, Sawyer.

The second was from Tristan: That crazy Ledecky scored two runs and made a diving catch to save a double. Good call, man.

Kyle smiled in the dark. He’d known Ledecky had it in him. He owed that kid, big-time.

His phone rang, and he laughed. “Yes, Cade?”

“Whoa, you sound a lot less stressed out. What happened after you two left?”

Kyle climbed out of his car and stared up at the stars, unable to quell the crazy grin on his face. For the first time in a long while, he felt whole, and he owed that to Faith. “Everything, man. Everything.”