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“It’s okay, I already told you. That’s not important now.”

“Where were you going?”

“Colorado. Spur of the moment. I didn’t want to be here alone.”

“That’s why I’m here. We need to talk.”

“Okay.”

“Jace…I…I’ve been wrong about so many things. About Zack, about you, about us.”

“Bree, sweetheart—”

“Um, it was kind of a long drive. Sorry, but do you have a restroom I could use?”

Jace stood. “Of course, right here,” he led her around the corner. “Can I get you anything? Something to drink?”

“That would be nice.” She stepped into the bathroom, the one he’d just finished re-tiling, and closed the door.

Jace went into the kitchen. He didn’t have much. There was a bottle of brandy in the cupboard, behind the bourbon. Maybe she’d like that.

He poured two glasses and went back to the living room. Bree had pulled a blanket off the back of one of the chairs, and was draping it over herself.

“I thought this might warm you,” he handed her the glass.

“Thank you, Jace,” she smiled up at him.

“You drove? Where from?”

“Stanley. I was at the ranch. Well, not the ranch, it was closed for the season. I was at Red’s. He has a cabin on Pettit Lake. Did you know that? It’s beautiful, really beautiful. And it was so gracious of him to let me come and stay.”

His fingers caressed the side of her face. He leaned forward and kissed her. There were so many things he wanted to say, but instead, he’d listen. She came to him, and he needed to let her tell him why.

“Bree,” he whispered. “Why are you here?”

“It’s simple,” she rested her head on his shoulder and wrapped her arm around his waist. “Because I realized there wasn’t anywhere I’d rather be than with you.”

Jace closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tightened his arms around her. Before he could speak, Bree put her fingers on his lips.

“I care about you, Jace, but it’s more than that. I want to be with you.”

He wrapped his hand around hers and kissed her fingertips. “I want that too.”

“I hoped you did. Red told me you did.”

“Red had to tell you? You didn’t know?”

She shifted so her back rested against his chest. “There’s so much I’ve been wrong about. I didn’t want to be wrong about you.”

“What happened, sweetheart? Why did you go to Idaho?”

“When I got back from Thanksgiving break, I received a box. Someone, I still don’t know who, sent it to me at the Air Force Academy.”

“What was in it?”

“Zack’s journals. There were letters in the box too. At first I couldn’t read them. I started to, but it was too much. I called Red and asked him if I could come and stay, and then sent the box to him.”

“Go on.”

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