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“Thank you so much.” Charlotte placed her hand on his arm. “I appreciate it.”

He led us up to her old apartment and unlocked the door.

“Take as much time as you need,” the landlord spoke.

Charlotte looked around the empty space.

“Anything?” I asked.

“No.” She shook her head.

“Your TV was over here, and your couch was right here. You had two end tables and a coffee table.”

We walked into the bedroom, and I showed her which wall her bed sat on and her dresser. We went back to the living area.

“Let’s see if this will trigger something.” I pulled out my phone, brought up Dream a Little Dream of Me by Michael Bublé, and pressed play.

Grabbing hold of Charlotte’s hand, I wrapped one arm around her waist.

“What are you doing?” Her eyes widened.

“You asked the same thing that night right here in this spot.” I smiled.

“No, Conner. This song has been in my head since the middle of last night. I didn’t even know how I knew it.”

“Are you serious, Charlotte?”

“I’m very serious. Tell me about that night.”

“Well, I’d finally convinced you to have dinner with me. When I brought you home that evening, you invited me up for a drink. I turned on this song and made you dance with me. That was the first time we danced. I also had the DJ play this song for us at Jackson’s wedding. Once the song ended, I proposed to you.”

She lay her head on my shoulder, and I slowly closed my eyes as my heart beat rapidly. The song ended. She lifted her head, and her beautiful eyes stared into mine.

“You know what I think?” she asked.

“What do you think?” The corners of my mouth curved upward.

“I think that song was a little forward after our first dinner together.”

I let out a chuckle. “That’s the same exact thing you said that night. Did you remember that?”

“No. But any woman with common sense knows when a man is trying to get her into bed.”

“I won’t lie. It worked.” I grinned.

“Nice try.” She patted my chest and walked to the door.

“I’m not lying. We had sex right after.” I followed her out of her apartment. “And by the way. That same night you lied to me.”

“About what?”

“You told me your parents were killed in a car accident.”

“Oh.” She laughed as I opened the car door for her. “I’m sure you lied to me as well.”

“Me? I would never.”

Shit. As much as I wanted her to remember everything, there were a few things I hoped she didn’t.

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