Lara's P.O.V
Deprived, un-oiled motor, an unwatered garden, dry like the Sahara desert, I could go on and on because of the lack of s*x with a man, and being around Ezra was like being stuck in the mountains hungry with nothing but poisonous fruit. Forbidden, I told myself, over and over again.
"Hey, this little one got hurt playing tag. Do you mind having a look?"
Suann asked me, snapping me out of my mantra.
I turned to face a pretty little blonde girl with a growing dump and a little blood drizzling down her head. She must be one of the racer's daughters. She was wearing a sash with go dad written on the front. I smiled down at her. She must have been around Riley's age and she had no tears.
"You have to be careful little one."
I whispered to her, she giggled as I got something t
