ANOTHER 2 MONTHS LATER
Blade’s P.O.V.
The warm summer breeze carried the scent of fresh grass and wildflowers as Meghan and I drove down the winding country road toward the old Miller house. The sun hung lazily in the sky, casting golden streaks through the trees that lined the road. The windows were down, and the radio hummed softly in the background, but my focus was on Meghan. She sat beside me, her brown hair catching the sunlight, her fingers drumming absently against her bare knee. Every once in a while, she'd turn to me with that knowing smile that always made my stomach do a weird little flip.
"You're staring," she teased, her voice lilting with amusement.
"Can't help it," I admitted, flashing her a smirk before returning my eyes to the road.
"You're a vision, Bambi."
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