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She was sharing a lot, so much more than she’d ever really given me before. But why?
When she set her fingers in mine, I felt the heat of them and something soothed. I settled back into the couch and pulled her into my lap. She straddled me and I set my hands on her hips. Her eyes met mine. She didn’t complain or pull away.
“You grew up,” I disagreed. “All at once.”
She shook her head. “I stayed. At home. I didn’t realize how afraid I was to change anything after they died. I mean, I have a toaster with a list!”
I gave her a small smile. “I love your list. And the toaster. What are you trying to tell me?”
I was afraid of her answer. So fucking afraid.
“I don’t think I can be a good romance writer until I have one of my own.”
“A new toaster?”
“A romance,” she clarified. “Our story, God, it’s the perfect romance, but it’s not finished.”
“Oh yeah?” I asked, barely breathing. It’s not finished. It’s. Not. Finished.
“I want… I want a happily ever after, Dex. With you.”
God, the words I wanted to hear. Fuck, my heart was beating frantically, desperately, for her.
“Nothing’s changed,” I reminded. “I’ve got pre-season training in a few weeks. I’ll be traveling. A lot. Just as you’ve said all along, I can’t be in Hunter Valley. Probably not for any length of time until June.”
“I quit my job,” she said, ignoring my words.
My eyebrows went up. “What?”
She licked her lips, met my gaze. “And… I’m moving away from home.”
“Oh?”
She nodded. “Denver. With, hopefully, my husband.”
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LINDY
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His eyes widened at my words. “You mean it?”
God, the hope I saw there was just like I felt.
I nodded. “If you’ll have me. I don’t want a divorce.”
His hand cupped my nape and he pulled me in for a kiss. A kiss that wasn’t passionate, but fierce, as if he never expected to have his mouth on mine again.
He rested his forehead against mine.
“I’m so sorry, sugar. For everything.” Now he called me sugar again. God, I loved it when he called me that.
“You didn’t do anything wrong,” I told him. It was the truth. He’d done every single thing right and I’d been stubborn, even when I didn’t know it.
“I told you you were my woman. That I wanted you. I even married you. But I never told you I loved you. It’s on your list and I didn’t say it even though I knew it from when you opened your front door that day. I love you, Lindy Beckett.”
I sucked in a breath and pulled back, just a little so I could see his eyes. Tears welled in mine, and he became blurry.
