Jaden
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“I just want to make sure she’s good enough for him.” My throat swelled. “He deserves the best.”
Corrigan pulled me back to him, pressing a kiss to my forehead. He held me and whispered, “He’ll find her.”
Just like we have.
He didn’t say the words, but I closed my eyes and thought them. My hand lifted to his arm and I held him back. He was right. Bryce would find his happily ever after, just like I had with Corrigan.
Then I snorted to myself.
Corrigan asked, “What?”
I pulled back, grinning at him. “You’re my happily ever after.” I snorted again. “Why does that make me want to curse?”
Corrigan rolled his eyes. “Because it’s sappy and cheesy. It’s all those mushy feelings you hate to acknowledge.” His hand lifted and pressed against my chest, resting over my heart. “Because you’re happy and you’re scared to death to admit it?”
“Yeah.” Those damn tears were coming back. I covered his hand with both of mine, my eyes holding his. “Goddamn, I love you.”
His lip lifted in a tender smile. “I love you, too.”
Always. Forever. Screw it—Corrigan was my fucking fairytale come true. Grabbing his shirt collar, I pressed my lips to his.
We were going to be late for Denton’s restaurant opening.
THE END
Corrigan pulled me back to him, pressing a kiss to my forehead. He held me and whispered, “He’ll find her.”
Just like we have.
He didn’t say the words, but I closed my eyes and thought them. My hand lifted to his arm and I held him back. He was right. Bryce would find his happily ever after, just like I had with Corrigan.
Then I snorted to myself.
Corrigan asked, “What?”
I pulled back, grinning at him. “You’re my happily ever after.” I snorted again. “Why does that make me want to curse?”
Corrigan rolled his eyes. “Because it’s sappy and cheesy. It’s all those mushy feelings you hate to acknowledge.” His hand lifted and pressed against my chest, resting over my heart. “Because you’re happy and you’re scared to death to admit it?”
“Yeah.” Those damn tears were coming back. I covered his hand with both of mine, my eyes holding his. “Goddamn, I love you.”
His lip lifted in a tender smile. “I love you, too.”
Always. Forever. Screw it—Corrigan was my fucking fairytale come true. Grabbing his shirt collar, I pressed my lips to his.
We were going to be late for Denton’s restaurant opening.
THE END
