Flick shook her head softly like she still couldn’t believe this was real.
Then quietly whispered:
“I still have the ring.”
Everything inside me stopped.
“What?”
“Your high school ring.” Her voice trembled slightly.
Sweet Jesus.
For a second I genuinely forgot how breathing worked.
“You kept it?”
Her eyes filled again.
“I wore it every night after I found the letters.”
That did it.
Absolutely wrecked me.
I kissed her again.
Harder this time.
Like I was trying to reclaim every lost year in one shot.
Downstairs, Vaughn screamed again.
Trigger yelled:
“OH NOW YOU WANNA TALK?”
Flick actually laughed against my mouth.
And honestly?
That might’ve been the moment I fell in love with her all over again.
25
FELICITY
Iwas still smiling when we walked downstairs.
Which honestly felt insane considering cartel assassins were circling Eagle River,
Corrupt federal officials wanted me dead, and there was currently a screaming, a dirty marshal tied to a chair in the tavern below.
But Hersh had kissed me like sixteen years never happened.
And somewhere between the yellow kitchen and the hidden ring…
my heart started believing in impossible things again.
