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“It’s too cold!”

“Well, can we if we get back to the house?”

“I guess so.” She smiled. “If you want to.”

“I always want to.” I laughed. “Is that even a question?”

“I guess not.”

“I love you, Olivia. I really and truly love you. My heart is so full right now. I don’t even know how to express the amount of love I have in there.”

“Maybe you can express it to me in the bedroom.”

“Oh, I can definitely do that.” I laughed. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and placed it in front of us.

“What are you doing?”

“I’m taking a photo. I want to capture this moment forever.”

“I look like a mess,” she said, shaking her head.

“You’re beautiful. You’re always beautiful,” I said as I took the picture and showed it to her. “See?”

She laughed. “We look cute.”

“So you like it?”

“I do.” She nodded. “You’ll have to send it to me.”

“Of course. I’ll print it out, and I’ll put it in a photo album and in a picture frame and all over the house.”

“I think one copy is okay.”

“I’m going to also have a copy of my wallet so I can always remember this moment.”

“That would be nice,” she said. “That’s so sweet.”

“No, Olivia, there’s nothing sweeter than you. Today has been such a long, horrible day, but tonight you’ve made all my dreams come true. I love you.”

“I love you too, Beau. I’ve never loved you more than anyone in my life. And I love your family. And I’m so happy that I’m here.”

“My mom is going to be so happy when she gets back.” I laughed.

“You think so?”

“I know so.” I nodded. “She loves you already, and to know that we found love, it’ll make her a day. Just as much as it’s made mine.”

Chapter Fifty-Seven

Olivia

My arms were wrapped around Beau’s neck as he carried me through the hallway to his bedroom. I giggled slightly as I looked up at him, giddy with happiness. I couldn’t believe that he was in love with me. I couldn’t believe that Brittany had lied to me—though if I’d been smart, I would’ve understood that there was no way Beau would be with someone like her. Even if he hadn’t come to his senses and let his guard down with me, he wasn’t the sort of guy to be with a bitch like Brittany.

“What are you thinking, my love?” he said as he opened the door and we walked into his bedroom.

“Nothing,” I said softly, not wanting him to know I was thinking about Brittany. She didn’t deserve any more energy from either of us. “You didn’t have to carry me, you know. I’m too heavy for that.”

“No, I’m just getting practice in.”

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