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“Maya, no matter what your decision is, we’ll stand by you. You have nothing to worry about either way.”

It really was silly of me to get worried about telling Mum. “For now, I’m not going back.”

“Okay, sweetie. I’m so happy you know what you want. Your dad and I are always here, you know this. For anything.”

“I know, Mum.”

“Good—wait one second, Maya. Someone’s at the door.” I heard her open it. “Texas? What are you doing here?”

I stilled, even my breath.

“Came to grab an overnight bag for Maya, if that’s all right?”

Oh. My. God. I sucked in a breath and pressed a hand to my belly. And here I was worried about doing some housework. I wouldn’t anymore.

My body warmed and my heart expanded with all the mushy feelings.

“Of course,” Mum said, and I could hear the smile in her voice. “I’ll go and get some things together.”

“Mum, tell him I’ll see him soon, and to you, I’ll be home tomorrow. We’ll catch up more then.”

“I will, sweetie. Bye.”

With a silly laugh, I spun, clutching my phone to my chest. Texas made me feel like I was a lovesick actress from a movie. I would do anything to hold on to the way he made me feel.

By the time he got back, it was nearly dinnertime, and I already had a stir-fry ready from the ingredients in his refrigerator. When I heard the back door sliding open, I jolted a little, and a jumble of nerves hit my stomach.

I turned and smiled shyly.

“Babe,” he said as he dropped a bag inside the door and came at me. He swept me up in his arms, causing me to gasp and then laugh. “Fuck, it’s good to see you here when I walk in.”

“Hey.” I smiled warmly.

He grinned. “Hey. You gonna kiss your man or do I have to—”

I curled my arms around his neck and kissed him with a brush of lips once, twice, and on the third, I slanted my mouth over his and opened up to him.

When we parted, both of us were out of breath.

“That’s how I want you to kiss me every time we’ve been apart and come together again.”

“Okay, Texas,” I said softly.

He rearranged me to curl my front into his side. “What did you make?”

“Just a simple stir-fry.”

“Smells fuckin’ amazin’. Can you turn it down or off? We’ll shower and then eat.”

Grinning with mirth, I patted his chest. “Is showering together all you’ve thought about all day?”

“Most of the day, yeah.”

Shaking my head, I lightly laughed, even when my belly fluttered over the thought of being naked in the shower with Texas. “Then let’s go shower.” I reached out to turn off the stovetop.

CHAPTERTWENTY-FIVE

TEXAS

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