#Chapter159
Deacon
Deacons pack waste no time in running, dragging Deacon with them, back into the two trucks and speedily getting off the ground. Soon as they do, the trucks rev into life and back out at speed, gravel spraying all around us in dramatic fashion at their fast and furious exit while Colton turns to me and catches me off guard.
He picks me up in a wave of over enthusiasm, hauling me up in a sweep of weightlessness, grinning at me proudly, and hoists my legs around my waist as he does so, pulling me down and kissing me right on the lips as he yanks my body into his. I have no time to react, pulled in, held tight as his warm lips press to mine and take my breath away completely. I hate that his kiss is still familiar, ignites feelings inside, inviting, like finding the way home, and I have to stop myself from leaning in and letting him continue.
