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"Still can party, even with a hurt knee?" asked Ryder as Lacey, Braxton, and I sat beside him at a party on Saturday.

"Guess so," I replied.

I am not even sure why I decided to go. It's only a matter of time before Lacey and Braxton wander off to do their own thing.

"Where's Ella?" I asked.

He put his feet up on the coffee table, and sunk into the couch. "She left a minute ago to get us drinks."

Even I knew that wasn't the case. Actually, right when we walked in, I had watched Ella wander off with Carew. Although, I knew it was best not to say anything to Ryder.

So, minute after minute went by, and Ella never returned. Ryder wore a frown the whole time.

"Maybe we should go look for her," I recommended.

He glanced over at me, and he looked so done as his eyes were tired.

"It's fine. I'm just pissed. She drags me off to these parties, only to ditch me," he mumbled.

"Do you know where she ends up going?" I asked, even though I knew very well what she was up to. Anyone knows if they just put two and two together. I'm not sure if Ryder is scared to admit the fact that she is cheating on him or what.

"I don't know."

I glanced around at the crowd before us. They were all having a good time, and then there was us, doing the exact opposite. I stood up from where I sat and faced him while holding out my hands.

"Come on," I said, "we're doing something fun."

He shook his head. "I don't want to be here."

"Having fun doesn't mean partying. We can do something else," I explained as I made a grab for one of his hands and attempted to pull him up.

"Ains, be careful. You have a hurt knee."

"Yeah, so you better stand up because I am not going to be able to pull your weight without blowing out my knee."

He rolled his eyes but a small smile formed on his mouth as he pushed himself off the couch and stood before me. "Alright, come on then."

We left the house, waving goodbye to Lacey and Braxton as we went, and climbed into his Jeep. A small smile formed onto my face as I pulled the seat belt on because it reminded me of old times.

Oh, to be loved by Ryder James again.

Slowly, he backed out of the driveway, but then he sped up to a fast speed once we were on the road.

"So where are we going?" I asked.

He glanced over at me and gave me a small smile. "I just figured we could relive some of our happy moments together."

My stomach did a complete flip and I felt a small smile spread onto my face. Based on those words, I knew exactly where we were headed.

A few moments later, Ryder pulled off the main road and onto the familiar dirt road.

"Do you think Ella would be mad if she knew we were here, and together?"

Seeming to know what I was asking, he shook his head. "I have never even brought Ella here," was all he said.  

Though I wanted to ask further questions, I didn't.

A short drive later, he pulled to a stop at the clearing and turned the engine off. A silence overcame us, but it was comforting.

"Is there any specific time that you need to be home?" he asked a second later.

I shook my head. "I told my parents I was staying at Lacey's."

A soft smile appeared on his face but the silence soon overcame us once more.

Although, I was the one to break it a while later because this question has been driving me crazy.

"Ryder."

"Hmm?" he hummed.

I glanced over at him. He was watching the stars.

"Does it bother you that Ella sneaks around?"

His jaw clenched and he glanced down from the sky, and to his lap. 

"Obviously, but I try to assume that she's not doing what everyone tells me... even if it's most likely true," he replied.

I raised an eyebrow. "Why do you stay with her?"

He looked at me, but I could not read any of the emotion that lay in his eyes.

"Because she's a filler for what I lost."

"Which is?"

"You."

Butterflies filled my stomach and my heart sped up.

He did not just say that. Not after what he said when we broke up.

I found my next thought actually spewing from my mouth. "You don't mean that."

"I do. I promise. I know what I said was fucked up, but I've regretted it every day. I love you, I always have, and I always will. I don't expect you to forgive me, but I figured you should know."

My mouth hung open because I was completely shocked and unaware of how to respond.

"Fuck it. I need you back, Sloane."

It all happened so fast. His hand tangled into my hair and he pulled my face to his. Our lips met, and I did not kiss back... until the shock wore off.

My hands tangled into his hair, while his hands wandered up and down my body. The kiss only seemed to grow more and more passionate by the second.

Neither of us showed any signs of wanting to stop because things only seemed to escalate. Ryder made tugs at my clothing, until he undid the belt that I was wearing.

My heart sped up, but the consequences of what we were about to do were the least of my worries.

He climbed into the back seat of his Jeep and I followed right behind. I climbed on top of him and continued the kiss.

I let my hands slide under his shirt, tracing his toned stomach with my fingers.

On the other hand, he had entirely freed me from my shorts and shirt, and in one deft motion, I was on the bottom.

He broke the kiss to pull off his own shirt while I made quick work of his belt buckle, so he kicked off his pants. Then, his lips reattached to my neck.

A soft cry left my lips because it has been so long since anyone has even kissed me there.

With complete desperation, I pulled his boxers down, so he pulled my underwear to the side before pulling away from my neck.

Knowing what was to come, I shut my eyes while he placed his lips back onto mine. Though, I was forced to pull away when he entered me. A loud cry escaped my lips but our lips met once again.

His pace was slow, but both of us were enjoying it. Soft cries left my mouth while he groaned against my lips.  

But, he picked up the pace a few minutes later. The kiss broke and he grabbed the handle on the car to steady himself as he picked up the pace.

Words spilled out of my mouth, but I am sure I was inaudible.

"Fuck, Ainsley," he groaned. 

My head tipped backwards and my jaw dropped open as we both seemed to hit our climaxes at the same time.

Once he was completely finished, he kissed me several times. One to the top of my head, another to my forehead, the next to my cheek, then my neck, and my lips were to follow, where he left a lingering kiss.  

I sighed against his soft lips while he stroked my hair behind my ear.

But it was over all too fast. I ripped away from him and sat up abruptly.

"Shit! What shout Ella!?" I cried as I began to gather my clothes.

He fell silent and I could not tell what he was thinking.

"You're right..." he mumbled as he rubbed his face with his hands. "Let's just... forget anything that happened right now until I break up with her."

I raised my eyebrows and crossed my arms. "Forget? We just admitted our feelings and everything, and now you're saying to forget about it?"

He shook his head quickly. "No, no, no. Not at all. I just think we shouldn't do that again until I break up with Ella, which will be soon."

"Fair enough."