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A part of me is excited about the prospect of a future with Adrian. But the other part of me can’t deny the pull of having the article published.

In big, bold headlines.

Gina has even dangled the possibility of it being on the front page.

A tactic to get me to write something juicy no doubt. Still, I trust that Gina is going to give me some wiggle room.

Since this is the first exclusive Adrian has ever agreed to, I know my boss doesn’t want to take any chances.

Neither do I.

I have a week to write an article that paints Adrian in the best possible light while also giving the story an extra kick to keep it interesting.

After a quick email exchange with Gina this morning, I’ve made it clear to her that I have no intention of using Brian.

Now that I know about his existence, I can’t bear the thought of Adrian’s brother being used for clout or any kind of leverage.

Brian is a human being, with plenty of demons to battle, and I don’t want to add to his problems. With a sigh, I turn my attention back to the laptop and pull a chair out.

As my fingers hover over the keyboard, my mind drifts to the pregnancy test at the bottom of my purse. I fish it out of my bag and place it on the desk close to the laptop.

Stop stalling. Just get it over with, so you and Adrian can move on.

Like planning a wedding.

I type up a few things, my eyes constantly flicking over to the ring. Half an hour passes. I hold the ring up to the light and admire the little diamonds along the outer edge of the band.

Then I hold it up higher and find myself picturing Adrian in a white suit on the beach, underneath a flower arch with crystal blue waters crashing in the background.

When I blink, I see myself walking toward Adrian in a floor-length strapless dress with a plunging V-neck, a tiara on top of my updo.

I’m so enamored with the scene that I don’t realize Adrian has come back into the room. He draws me to him and wraps his arms around me from behind.

With a smile, he presses a kiss to the back of my neck and exhales.

“Penny for your thoughts?”

“I was just picturing us getting married,” I reply, with a dreamy sigh. “How would you feel about a beach wedding?”

“I don’t care if we get married in a junkyard in our sweatpants. As long as I get to marry you.”

I spin around in his arms and link my fingers through his hair. “I would marry you in paper bags if I had to.”

Adrian bridges the distance between us and kisses me. “Good, because you look amazing in everything, even a paper bags. Is that the article?”

“Yeah, I thought we could work on it a little bit if you’re okay with that.”

Adrian kisses me again, lingering a little longer this time. “You don’t want to do the pregnancy test first?”

I shake my head and step out of his arms. “I’m still trying to work up the courage to take it.”

Adrian’s eyes move over my face. “You do know that you have nothing to worry about, right? I’m not going anywhere.”

I clear my throat. “Yeah, I know.”

But I’m more worried about my own reaction.

In the span of a few weeks, my entire life has been turned upside down and inside out. And I’m not sure how I feel about all of this happening at once.

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