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I flinched and pulled deeper into the blanket. “Because you’re still friends with your ex? It’s not that unusual.”

“I mean because she’s psychic.”

I snaked a hand out from under the blanket and rested it upon his leg. “It’s interesting. We had one on the… Well, where I lived, but she wasn’t very accurate. Your friend Lucy, is she… correct?”

“Frighteningly so.” He stared at the ceiling. “She’s predicted every botched relationship I’ve had, and after the fact, told me in many details how I’d messed up before I could tell her because she saw it happening.”

How bizarre.

“And me? She predicted me?”

His gaze dropped and connected with me. “Yes, except yours wasn’t as clear cut as the others, and it was more abstract, so hard for her to understand what it all meant. However, she clearly predicted a cookie would change my life.”

I had to laugh. “Really, a cookie?”

“Isn’t that how I got you out on the boat?” He cocked an eyebrow.

“It all began with a cookie, eh?” A smile snuck its way onto my face.

“After that first real conversation at Sylvia’s, where we talked golf, I met up with Lucy. But she already knew, and then dropped the cookie bombshell on me, which I laughed at. It wasn’t until I was driving home after that day in the market that it made sense.”

“So, you really didn’t go out with me because you were interested in me, you did it because you were seeing if Lucy was accurate?”

Landon grimaced. “No, not at all.” He paused. “Okay, fine, maybe at first, but after the tour and the dinner, I was in it for me. It was her that called that night.”

“Ah, that’s who that was.”

“The future was suddenly fuzzy, and she told me to be careful, so I backed off from making any moves on you.” He rubbed the back of his neck, and then pinched the bridge of his nose, shutting his eyes. “I was, well, Lucy hadn’t been wrong before, so if she was telling me to tread carefully, there was a reason, right? After we hung up, she zoned out and wrote down a few details.Fifteen years. A strange world. Hoodwinked by an Aspen. Death.Even to her, it made no sense, and the death part scared her. It scared me too. Figured I was going to die in a forest of aspen trees in fifteen years’ time.” He laughed lightly and returned his intense gaze to me. “But after that night of the bonfire, it clicked. The age gap, the world in which you were raised. Your birth name.”

I held my breath.

“The death part still worried me, but when you were on the phone, it hit me like a two-by-four. It wasn’t my death. It was…” He held my hand. “Your father’s.”

The hardening lump in the back of my throat grew twice its size. I couldn’t breathe.

“I had to be there. You are who I’m supposed to be with.”

“Because of a prediction?” I wanted more than that.

He sat up straight, putting his feet on the floor. “Yes, but no. These last two weeks with you have truly been the most interesting and incredible time I’ve spent with someone. I’ve shared things with you that I hadn’t shared with anyone, and I find you so easy to talk with. I lay in bed, thinking about you, wondering what you’re doing, what you’re wearing. You’ve been the last thing I think about as I fall asleep, and the first thing to come to mind when I wake up.”

“That’s sweet.”

“And I get that we have some things to work on, but I think we’re going to be amazing. The best couple Cheshire Bay has ever seen.” A sparkle reappeared in his eyes.

“That’s a mighty high assessment.”

“But it’s true, however, it all depends on you.”

“How’s that?”

“What is it you want?”

Without skipping a beat, I knew the answer. It had been bubbling up for a while now, and rather than try to keep a lid on it, it was time to free it.

“You, Landon. I want you. Having cleared the air, I want us to start over, to try this relationship thing. Is that a possibility? Will you teach me?”

Landon inched closer. He brushed the hair off my face and tipped his head as he moved in closer to seal the deal. “You already know, because you’re doing a damn good job of it.”

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