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I took an audible breath, taking my time to walk over to the couch before settling beside him. He reached out and tugged on the ends of my hair. He hadn’t done that in years.
“You wearing yellow for me?” he asked, playing with the hem of my dress.
I shook my head no.
“Is that right?”
His hand slowly moved to caress the side of my cheek, and I resisted the urge to lean into his touch.
“What is this about?” I blurted, needing to know.
He smiled not answering, sliding his fingers down my face to my neck. Touching the charm on the necklace he gave me.
“Are you just trying to get laid? Is that what this is about?”
He raised his eyebrows with a predatory regard.
“You and I both know that I don’t have a problem scoring pussy, suga’.”
He also hadn’t called me that in years, and it still stirred emotions in me.
“You know I bought that necklace as a gift for our wedding day. I was going to put it in your jewelry box for you to wear down the aisle.”
My mouth parted and I swallowed hard.
“I had that charm made when I bought the ring.”
He let go of the necklace, and I almost whimpered at the loss of his warm touch. Reaching into his pocket, he brought out his keys. He took off a keychain and threw his keys on the coffee table. It had a series of numbers engraved on it with a heart cut out on the side, like it was missing a piece.
“I had this made that same day. It’s the coordinates to the beach by Ian’s house. The beach where I realized that you belonged to me.”
He brought the keychain up to my necklace and placed my heart charm inside the cut out.
It was a perfect fit.
“See, darlin’, you’ve always had my heart and I’ve always been your home.”
“Dylan…”
“I am your soft place to fall.”
The air was so thick between us that I found it hard to breathe, not knowing where he was going with this.
Hoping.
“After Giselle was born my aunt asked me if I wanted to name her. To have her carry a part of me, a part of us even though she was going with her.”
He narrowed his eyes at me not understanding what I was getting at.
“Giselle means promise.”
He beamed. “Well that explains a lot, doesn’t it?”
I nodded.
“She gave me your letters.”
I jerked away only to have him pull me back in by the nook of my neck.
