Run, Little Bunny (High Five Novella #4)

Chapter 22

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I need a fucking shower. My heart’s still racing as I sit in my truck, blankly staring out. My willpower has never been more tested. That was the right decision. Was it? It was!

Exhaling loudly, I start the truck and begin driving home. Little, fucking bunny is marriage material. I can’t even believe I’m thinking that—thinking about all of that. But I want it. I don’t think anyone is ever going to make me feel the way Anna does. I don’t think I’m ever going to want anyone more than I want her. I’m down bad for this cute, naughty, needy, sassy, fucking girl.

Thursday. I’ve never looked forward to anything more in my life.