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Her lips turn down into a frown. “Yeah. I don’t think they would actually show up, but you never know.”

“You never know,” I repeat, not wanting to leave but not wanting them to find out like this.

She reaches for the nape of my neck and kisses me again. It’s not a goodbye kiss, just acknowledging the situation for what it is and knowing we’re both on the same page.

She finally walks me to the door. I stand in the hallway, staring at her while she looks back at me.

“Good night, Logan,” she says, closing the door on me.

I throw out my arm to stop the door from closing on my face because I won’t let this be another time she tells me good night and I, stupidly, don’t say it back.

She looks at me, confused.

“Good night, Emiline,” I say, pressing my lips to her for a short kiss.

She smiles up at me as if I just hung the moon for her.

“And happy birthday.”

She looks back at me, shocked that I even remembered. Even though it’s another few hours before it’s actually her birthday, I wanted to be the first to tell her.

“Thank you,” she replies. “I can’t believe you remembered.”

I wink and press one more quick kiss to her lips. “I remember everything when it comes to you.”

Once she closes the door—I make sure she locks it too—I stand at her front door for a few moments before I bring myself to walk away.

And the only thought that runs through my mind is that I’m completely and utterly ruined by Emiline Ford.

February

It’s beentwo weeks since Logan and I decided we were going to see where things go between us.

He suggested we wait until after I graduate to tell my brothers or anyone anything, giving us a few months to explore where thiscouldgo.

I won’t lie and say the idea of being something more with him doesn’t scare me. I’m scared to let myself fall for him and end up heartbroken. I’m afraid to lose him if this ends up not working.

But despite all of my fears, everything about Logan just makes me want him that much more.

He’s also been so good at letting me put school first.

Brooke and I have been studying nonstop, switching between doing so at the library or in my apartment.

Every time we have an exam coming up, Logan checks in on both of us to see if we need anything. He’s taken me boxing twice since our first time.

And he was right, those sessions truly help me release anything negative I have floating around in my head.

Over the last weeks, I’ve also finally met Oliver’s roommate, Macey, and her daughter, Mackenzie. She’s the sweetest little girl I’ve ever come across, and she reminds me of an older version of James.

Smart with just the right amount of sass.

Oliver told me he was falling hard for Macey and mentioned he wanted to take her on a proper date. I offered to have Mackenzie come hang out at my place because I love kids so much and actually have a lull in studying this week.

I’m not sure if kids will ever be in the cards for me especially now that I’m entering a career I’ve been working so hard for, but I love spending time with them.

“Emiline, can we watchHarry Potter?” Mackenzie asks.

My hand flies to my chest. “A girl after my own heart. Of course we can.”

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