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I stalled a little, still stunned by the development myself. “Because I’m coming home.”
Daisy pulled her hand away. “But your job. Flynn said you were loving it.”
“I quit,” I muttered, picking up the discarded flower to dodge the disappointment in her eyes.
“Ethan, no…”
I pulled off the first petal with a smirk. “Yep.”
“You can’t! I won’t let you.”
Her authoritative tone made me chuckle. “You won’t let me?”
“Why are you laughing?! This is serious!”
“Because Lanie offered me a new one.” My heart pounded as the realization set upon me. Daisy and I stood a chance. “She wants to run a similar program back in LA and has asked me to head it up.”
A tear spilled over her cheek as she inhaled. “Really?”
“So…” I tapped the pretty daisy on her knee. “I’m going to need my old room back.”
Daisy’s eyelashes fluttered as she composed herself. “Oh…well…”—she cleared her throat—“that may be a problem.”
I tapered my gaze. “Why?”
“Because I converted it into my second closet.”
“You didn’t.”
“I have quite the dress collection now.”
“Daisy…”
The corner of her mouth twitched at my annoyance. “So…”—she sighed dramatically—“I guess you’ll just have to share my room.”
A surge of happiness rolled over me.
“If Smudge lets you, that is,” she continued. “He’s quite the bed hog.”
“Of course he will.” I pulled another petal. “Smudge loves me.”
Daisy’s eyebrow rose. “Did a flower tell you that?”
I yanked off another petal. “I wouldn’t bother a flower with the obvious.”
“Then why are you still pulling petals?”
My fingers stilled over the daisy as I peered up into her earnest eyes.
“Of course I fucking love you, Ethan,” she said with the most beautiful smile I’d ever seen. “So, quit bothering the daisies and kiss me, dammit.”
With a bursting heart, I tossed the flower over my shoulder, grabbed Daisy’s hand, and in one stealth move, flipped her onto her back and caged her between my arms in the soft grass. Her blue eyes sparkled as I savored the swirling desire between us. Daisy was perfection. My eternal muse. And after waiting ten torturous years, it was finally our time.Our tempera. “I fucking love you too.”
EPILOGUE
DAISY
Isquealed in delight as Ethan swept me off my feet and carried me over the threshold of our home. Instead of taking me to the bedroom that we’d shared for the past three months, he headed directly to our untouched, newly decorated master suite that had once belonged to my parents.
