CHAPTER 61

I swallowee. “You planned this, didn’t you? That’s why…” You bought me. I paused, unable to say the words. “Six weeks, not five. You knew all along this would happen.”

“No, Gina. I didn’t know. I hoped, but I never assumed. Not a single day has passed that I haven’t hoped to look in your eyes and see what I feel reflected back again.”

I turned and wrapped my arms around his waist. He embraced me swiftly, his face in my hair, breathing me in, his arms tight around my body. I sniffed.

“You’re a real pain in my ass, Stone, ya know that?”

“You’ve been a pain in my ass since you ruined my sweater by wiping coffee off your shirt.” He kissed my head and released me.

“Oh, don’t even go there!”

***

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