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He strode out, and Jasper pulled me in for a bone-crushing embrace. He’d always given the best hugs.
“Keep an eye on him for us,” Jas warned.
I laughed. “Of the two of us, he’s not the troublemaker.”
He grinned at me as he pulled away, and slapped Bash on the back before he left too.
August studied me for a long moment before he finally gave me a reluctant hug. “You look happy, Brynn,” he finally said.
I squeezed him tightly. “I am happy. Trust me to make my own decisions, now.”
He let out a long sigh. “Alright.”
He released me, shook Bash’s hand, and finally left us alone.
Our door shut behind him, and I stepped up to Bash’s side, leaning against him. His arms went around me, and he pulled me in close, kissing the top of my head. “That went well.”
“It did. How bad are your cuts?”
“Not bad at all. Their hearts weren’t in it. You were too damn happy for them to really hate me.” He pulled me closer. “I have your present in the garage.”
“I told you not to get me anything,” I protested.
“I ignored that request.” He kissed my head again.
“Well, I ignored it too. Your presents are in our closet.”
He laughed, towing me out to the garage.
My eyes widened when I saw his usual black Hummer—parked right beside an identical but bright yellow one, with a big red bow on the top.
“I figured it was time to replace your car,” he said, his voice light. “Miles and Tatum told me you’ve always wanted a yellow one, but have never been willing to fork over the money for something brand new so you can pick the color.”
Tears stung my eyes, and I threw my arms around Bash, squeezing him hard. “She’s perfect, Smash. Thank you so much.”
“Of course.” He tilted my head back, and kissed me. “The other half of your gift is your first flying lesson. I wasn’t sure how to wrap that one up, either.”
“You’re the best.” I kissed him again, harder. “I love you. My presents are going to seem crappy, now.”
“They won’t.” He squeezed my hand.
Though I sighed, I towed him up the stairs and into our closet. When I ordered him to sit on the bed while I retrieved said presents, he sat.
I came out with two wrapped gifts, and handed them both over to him. He made quick work of opening them, and I bit my lip while he held up some of the fabric. A smile curved his lips when he realized what the clothes were, and his eyes met mine. “Sweats and t-shirts?”
I met his smile with my own. “You really haven’t experienced true comfort without them. Now, you can actually be comfortable when we sit on the couch together. I even sent them to your tailor, so you should be happy with the way they fit, too.”
He chuckled, the sound rich and happy, as he set the gifts down and pulled me back into his arms. He kissed me slowly, his body pressed to mine as our tongues tangled. “Thank you, Brynlee,” he murmured against my lips. “I love you.”
“I love you too.” I rested my forehead against his neck.
Life was good.
So, so good.
And knowing it was never going to end only made me feel even better.
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