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“You’re my soulmate, Jemma.” Jamie’s arms clutched me tighter against his body. “You’re my goddamn soulmate. And there is nothing that’s going to ever keep me from you. Even if we can’t stay this way. I’ll always be here with you because… you are my home.”

“You’re my home, too.”

Our bodies tightened together. Everything released… that moment we’d been waiting for. When all of time stops, everything seems to freeze, and you’re complete… together, no longer alone, reconnected with the one other soul who makes you full again. The soul who has always been your missing piece. The soul who becomes your meaning, becomes the reason you do what you do, becomes a part of the fiber of your very being, of every molecule in your body.

And you would die for that person. Oh, you would die for them.

But you would also live for them, too.

And, as I let everything go, I thought of two things.

We weren’t gone.

We were anything but gone.

Chapter Fifty-Two

“Ocean Breathes Salty”

“I love you,” Jamie said, pressing his lips against my forehead. “I love you. I love you. I love you.” He kissed the same spot three more times. “And… just in case I haven’t said it enough… I love you.”

This time, he pulled the sheets over us—we’d migrated to my bedroom—and slid his arms behind my back, planting another sensual kiss on my lips. I rested my head against his Adam’s apple, slipping my arms around his back, relaxing against his bare skin.

“You’re so warm,” I murmured. “Your skin…”

“I know. That’s what happens. I’m energy, Jemma. We’re all energy.” The last words were a repeat, a reinforcement of what he’d been saying.

I shut my eyes, allowing the warmth from his chest and arms around my back to heat me. It was like Jamie had become my own personal heating pad, keeping me from the chill of the rest of the house. My mind drifted now. I lulled into an inevitable sleep, the kind that comes for you when you feel safe and drags you away while your body recharges.

A million little images flickered through my brain. Mostly of Jamie’s bright smile. Though I also envisioned our dream home once more. Except, this time, I imagined a large bedroom—triple the size of mine—partitioned into a study with a couch and an area for sleeping. This area contained a bed, where I now lay. A fireplace crackled, heating my left side. The heat so real. As if I had actually gone back to this other reality.

“Let me take you home with me,” Jamie whispered. “While you sleep.”

“You mean the place you brought me last time? What about the fact it burned down on us?”

“This time, I promise nothing will crumble,” he said. “Do you trust me?”

“I trust you.”

We slipped away together as I drifted, arriving in a different bed than the one back in my house in Portland. A fluffier bed and mattress which floated in the middle of the expansive room. The fire crackled more loudly now. That heavyweight from my physical body vanished, and Jamie’s arms remained around my back as we lay together.

“Welcome home. Toourhome.” He planted another kiss on my lips. “That’s why I said what I said before… it isn’t home, not truly, until the day you come back with me.”

“I think I understand now.”

When two soulmates were apart, their worlds ripped right down the middle, crumbling.

“Especially now that I’m no longer in the same dimension as you,” he said, a wistful tone in his voice.

“Why didn’t you tell me before?”

“Would you have believed me?”

“No,” I answered honestly. “I would have had some serious doubts.”

“That’s why I didn’t tell you. I needed you to believe me. I don’t know that I could’ve handled the pain of seeing you question something so… meaningful. Not that I would’ve blamed you. It’s just… I only told you when I knew you would be open to hearing it.”

“Is that something they tell you when you die? Who your soulmate is?”

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