Page 179 of Drop Three

Shit. Did I take it too far?

“Okay, sure.”

Navy fidgets with her bracelet, avoiding eye contact with me before she speaks, “I want to move out of the house.”

Wait, what?

“Why? Did something happen? I told Gus to stop bringing random women around since you moved in. I’ll talk to him?—”

“No. No. It’s not that,” she tells me calmly.

“Then what is it, baby?”

“I was kind of hoping you’d move out with me.”

Navy won’t make eye contact, and I see now it’s because she’s embarrassed. She has no reason to be because the word “yes” leaves my mouth before I can conjure a plan.

“Yes.”

She giggles. “B, you didn’t even think about it.”

“No need. Where you go, I go,” I tell her. “We’ll spend this week packing and house hunting, then move the week after.”

Navy’s giggles are the best sound in the world.

I feel a rush of happiness.

“We don’t need to buy a house. There’s no rush,” she exclaims.

I look at her in question. “I figured that’s what you would want.”

“You hate our current house.”

“Doesn’t mean I’ll hate the next one. Again, if you love it, I’ll love it.”

Navy growls. “Ugh. No.”

My mouth falls open in shock. “What was that? I don’t think I heard you right.”

“I said no. We’re getting a condo in the city.”

How did she…

Before I get a chance to ask, she speaks, “You told me once a year or so ago. You love the city, catcher. So the city is where we’ll live.”

“But all of your people live here. It’ll be a farther commute than the house.”

She laughs. “You don’t get it, do you?Youare my people. I don’t give a shit about the rest. I just want to wake up next to you, eat cereal with you, watch you read a book while I sketch—make magic in this life together. That’s more than enough for me.”

How did I get so lucky?

I kiss her fiercely. “Looking at you right now opens my eyes to all the things in life I’ve missed out on. I want to experience all of them with you. Whether we live in a condo in the city or a shack in the outskirts, you’re all I need.”

Navy stands and secures her shorts before turning to me.

“Then let’s do it. We’ve spent enough of our lives doing things for the benefit of other people. It’s our turn.”

Hell yes.“Ready to be selfish with me, terremoto?”

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