He drove a little farther until he came to a clearing where he could pull the truck over without it blocking the road. There were some rocks where they could sit, and from their vantage point, the majestic view of Yellowstone Park could be seen. The lush green trees reached up to the heavens. Some of them were so tall and so old it seemed as if they brushed the clouds. The wide green canopy was broken up by rivers and streams as the sunlight beamed across it all. It was breathtaking, and Haven took a minute to take it all in. There was beauty in Utah, but nothing compared to this. She'd promised herself after her life in Philly and college that she would find the most amazing place to live, with trees all around instead of concrete. I should have never left, she thought, and took a bite of the sandwich Niall handed to her.
"I forgot how beautiful it is around here." Haven sighed.
"Even though you're scared of heights?" Niall bumped her with his shoulder teasingly.
Haven laughed. "As long as I'm not close to the edge, I'm fine. I almost lost it off that ravine, I was so scared."
"You should know I'd never let you fall," he said, and then added quickly, "You know I'm the best at what I do."
She heard the double meaning quite clearly, but chose to let it go. They didn't need more complications by falling back into each other's arms. She couldn't stand to hurt him again when she left.
"Well, thanks for that," she replied, and stared out over the beautiful landscape again. "How's everyone at the Squad?"
Niall leaned against the rocks. "Let's see, Lucas and Beverly finally stopped beating around the bush with each other and got married. She's expecting in late fall so she's working the phones now. Dan and John still take out the tours, and Lana, well, she's still her punk rock goth tour guide self."
Haven chuckled, picturing them all in her head. When she'd met them, Niall had still been new to Yellowstone, but already well liked. They took her in as part of their ragtag unofficial family and she'd left without even a goodbye. She wondered how they felt about her now.
As if sensing her thoughts, he said in a quiet voice, "They still ask about you, no hard feelings. Beverly said she kinda understood why you left, and nothing more after that. I'm sure they would be glad to see you."
"Before I go, I'll make sure to say hi," Haven said.
"Making sure you let me know you're not sticking around, huh?" Niall asked.
She looked at him. "Did you think I would?"
"With you, who knows what might happen," Niall shot back. "I used to be so hung up on you, I didn't know which end was up. Not anymore. Five years formed calluses."
"You called me baby when I called. You look at me, and I still feel that fire," Haven retorted.
He pulled her against his hard body and ground out, "Yeah, I still want you, so much my body aches just looking at you, but while you were able to get under my skin, Haven, I locked the pieces of that thing you broke up tight. You don't get to disintegrate it this time around."
Damn him. His words stung, and Haven reacted. She rubbed against him sensuously and felt thrilled when he inhaled sharply. "So, you seeing someone else? Does she make you feel like this? Can she do the things that I did to make you happy?"
Niall took control. He took her shoulders and in a smooth turn, it was Haven who was pressed against the rocks warmed by the sun.
His words were a fierce growl. "There's been no one else since you, no one. You want to see what you do to me? Well, this is it."
He didn't give her a chance to answer before kissing her. Haven gave into the passion with wild abandon, opening her mouth under his and letting his tongue inside. He lifted her off her feet as if she weighed nothing and wrapped her legs around his waist. Even through the jeans, she could feel the thickness of his hard cock pressed against her core. She reveled in the sensation, she loved it, craved it, and she whimpered in delight.
He lifted his head and looked down at her before kissing her parted lips once more. "It seems there are cracks in my wall, after all. I'll have to remedy that."
With that, he let her go and walked back to his truck. Haven looked at her sandwich that had fallen to the ground. She wasn't hungry anymore. She felt the heat of his body and ached for more, yet the chill of his words offset the sensations. Knowing that littering in the park was illegal and could upset the balance that they strived to keep if some animal passed by and used her half eaten sandwich as a meal, she picked it up and threw it in one of the metal trash receptacles that were attached to wooden posts in the park. They were made specifically that way so bears couldn't knock them over to get the garbage inside.
Haven got back into the passenger seat of the truck without a word and that was how they spent the rest of the ride, saying nothing. Each time she felt his eyes on her, Haven kept hers directed out the window looking at the trees as they went by. How am I going to get through this? she thought miserably. She would focus on the story and get it written and the evidence compiled for the DA. She would let work keep her from thinking about Niall and how much she wanted him.