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She slides her eyes up to meet mine. “Miranda?”

I nod. “I told her if she came over and made us a pan of her lasagna, I’d pay off her student loans.”

“The woman downstairs is your cousin.” She sounds like she’s repeating it to herself.

“Yep.” My eyes search hers.

“You asked your cousin to come over, dressed like that, to make us dinner, to… what? Make me jealous?”

My shoulders lift. “Basically. Though I didn’t give her any direction on what to wear. She just always dresses like she’s allergic to clothes.”

“Dominic.” She says my name the same way my mom does before scolding me for something.

I grip the top of the towel wrapped around her, my fingers sliding into her cleavage, and pull her closer. “That was payback for calling Rob hot.” She scoffs, but I shake my head. “Turns out I’m a jealous bastard.”

“You’re an idiot.”

I grin. “A little of that, too. But nonetheless, save your compliments for me.”

Valentine does that thing where she lowers her chin, then looks up at me like she’s stuck halfway through an eye roll. “You know you’re hotter.”

Warmth blooms inside me. “You should probably remind me more often.”

Because she’s here—and because I can—I pull her even closer and press my lips to hers.

I don’t push for more. Just a kiss.

A simple kiss. One that only lasts for a second. But one that makes my heart thud a little harder behind my ribs.

Pulling back, I let her go. “Put something comfortable on. We’ll watch a movie while we eat.”

CHAPTER43

Val

“Wife.”

Something touches my shoulder, so I pull the blankets higher.

There’s a chuckle near my head. “Valentine, open your eyes for me.”

I crack one open.

The sunrise is starting to break through the skyline outside the windows, but it’s still early.

“Why?” I drag the blankets over my mouth, covering my morning breath from Dom, who is crouched right in front of me. Then I blink both eyes open. He’s dressed in a suit. “What’s going on?”

“I gotta go to California for a bit.” I try to sit up, but Dominic keeps his hand on my shoulder, holding me in place. “Stay in bed.”

“You’re leaving?” Panic flares around my throat, making the words come out scratchy.

I grip the blanket tighter.

Last night was so… nice.

It was the first time since everything fell apart that I felt a tiny bit of hope that maybe we could come back from what happened. And now he’s leaving.

His blue eyes lean in closer. “Just for a few days, Angel.”

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