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My throat tightens. “Lila.”

“You could have kept going.”

I say nothing.

“You wanted to.”

“Yeah.”

“But you looked at me and stopped.”

I close my eyes.

Her hand stays against my face. “I didn’t marry Killer Miller.” She moves closer. “I married you.”

Fuck.

I catch her around the waist and pull her against me. “Don’t say shit like that unless you mean it.”

“I mean it.”

“You don’t know what you’re asking for.”

“Yes, I do.”

“You want this marriage?”

“Yes.”

“Without the money?”

“Yes.”

“Without the contract?”

“Yes.”

“Without an end date?”

She stops. My heart hits hard against my ribs. Then she smiles.

“Are you asking me to stay, Miller?”

“Answer the question.”

“Bossy.”

“Lila.”

“Yes.”

One word.

That’s all it takes.

And then I kiss her.

She grips my shirt and kisses me back like she’s still pissed at me.