Montana Darling(36)

“Apparently, a girl tossing firecrackers into the air from the middle of the river isn’t something you forget. You held the punk between your teeth like a Ninja and tossed them ambidextrously. Left, right, left, while the other kids tried to catch up to you.”

“You remember this?”

He nodded. “As soon as I saw the picture. Flynn said he remembers being envious of your nickname. Nitro.” When she failed to say anything he added, “We talked about you for days. You rocked my world, little girl. You still do.”

She looked at the picture again. “I guess we were meant to be.”

“I agree.” He kissed her as he walked them backwards to the bed. “Maybe we should think about July 4th for a wedding. I’ll be in charge of the fireworks.”

She gave him a playful push. “Yeah, right. They don’t call me Nitro for nothing.”

Then, she tackled him in a way that set off a chain reaction of bliss. They were still laughing when they fell into bed to seal the deal.

The End