Page 113 of Love Puck


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And they’d flown us separately.

I wasn’t allowed to see Cash.

No contact until the show.

But, in Cash Clemen’s style—he found his way to my cabin. When I told him that was against the rules, he’d said, “Fuck the rules. I’ve spent enough nights away from you. And besides, I can’t sleep unless you’re next to me.”

And that was that.

This morning, he had to climb out the back window when one of the show’s assistants showed up. He barely had time to throw on his shorts.

I smiled to myself, remembering how he’d leaned back in the window and grabbed my head with both his hands. “I love you, sweetness. See ya tonight.” He’d kissed the crap right out of me and left me breathless.

And now it was—now.

After a day filled with interviews, and hair and makeup.

And wardrobe.

Holy cow.

The wardrobe.

I had on a long white slip dress. The silk clung to my body in the most delicious way. And I loved the way the material shined in the moonlight.

The producer gave me the hand signal.

I gasped and held my breath.

What if Cash didn’t show up?

What if he jumped out my window and took the next flight back to Las Vegas?

That was when I saw him.

Wearing a white suit.

Looking cool as crap.

Oh, my gosh.

Cash Clemens.

Would he ever stop stealing my heart?

I hoped not.

His eyes locked on mine, and he grinned while he walked down the narrow sandy pathway. A zillion red roses sat in a zillion vases on top of neat, white columns—lining the aisle.

Cash’s eyes sparkled as he made his way to me.

When he stopped in front of me, I took a deep, deep breath. “Cash Clemens, it was always you. I knew it. You knew it. The whole world knew it. And tonight, I want to make it right—and do what I should have done in the first place.” I shook my head. “I mean, what I wanted to do,” I corrected myself.

I held out the rose to him with my slightly shaky hand. “Will you accept my rose?” I asked him while my eyes burned with unshed tears. Every inch of my skin tingled—and didn’t stop. The air around us felt electrified with—

Anticipation.

Excitement.

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