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"But we... took a break," I say.

"No. We got some space. And space is a normal, healthy thing for two people to have."

"Is that right?" I ask.

"Yes." He offers his hand, and I take it. "Even though I hate it."

"You have a business to run," I say.

"But it would be so much more fun to quit and spend my life traveling the world with you."

"You'd get bored."

"Never," he says. "I could never get bored of you."

"You love your job."

"Yes, but I love you more."

I feel my cheeks flush. I know it must be true--we've been together for a year. A year ago, I dumped Ryan's sorry ass to be with Luke. We've been through a lot, like Luke's awful ex trying to manipulate him into a relationship, but it's been amazing.

I was never a romantic person. I'm still not, not really. But, being with him, I finally understand. I understand pop songs, greeting cards, proposals written in the sky.

Being with Luke is everything. He's so sweet. He's an insufferable tease. He's needy and obsessive and incredibly immature, but I wouldn't change him for anything.

He's perfect.

"What are you thinking, Ally?" He looks at me with those big, brown eyes of his. They're so damn earnest.

I shake my head. "It's nothing."

"It looked like something."

"Just that I love you," I say. "That's all."

His face lights up with the purest joy. God, that was it. The first time I saw his face light up like that, I was hooked.

"Go on."

"In your dreams."

He shakes his head. "No, my dreams of you are never that tame."

"Mr. Lawrence," I say, "this is a family restaurant."

"So it is."

"But I wouldn't necessarily ask you to stop."

"Would you ever ask me to stop?"

I bite my lip. We've been so busy--I've had early calls times and he's been home late--that we've barely touched each other in the last two weeks.

Tonight can't come soon enough.

"We'll see," I say.

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