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A smile exploded onto his face, but Bea shook her head.“It’s not because of you.”

“Oh.”

“I mean, I haven’t eaten all the things I want to eat.I haven’t been to a plantation.I’ve only spent a couple of afternoons on the beach, for crying out loud.”She spoke with a false note in her tone, and she broke a moment later, her giggling quickly escalating into laughter.

Grant got out of the car, his pulse galloping through his body and making his hands shake.He pulled open Bea’s door, and she spilled into his arms.“I don’t care if you’re only coming back for the bacon-tomato jam,” he whispered.“You’re coming back, and that’s all that matters.”

Bea wrapped her arms around him and hugged him.“Grant, I’m coming back to see if this thing between us can keep growing.”She cleared her throat, and Grant let his eyes drift closed.Holding her felt like he could work magic spells and produce great swells of joy.“To be clear.”

“Got it,” he whispered.He pulled away and searched her face, not finding anything false there now.Only the most amazing smile and the life she’d always infused into him.“And I blocked off the rentals for this cottage, hoping you’d want to come back.No one’s actually renting it.”

Surprise entered Bea’s expression.“Don’t you lose money if you don’t rent it?”

Grant didn’t need to answer that for her to know, so he didn’t.

“Grant.”

“Don’t,” he said, recognizing the concern parading across her face.“I’m just a hopeful fool.It doesn’t mean anything.”He leaned down and kissed her, andthatmeant something.

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