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I sit up. “I won’t. So what did he say?”

“He said he’s thinking of proposing to her.”

“Garret!” I push on his shoulder. “Why didn’t you tell me this before?”

“He just told me yesterday. Honestly I hadn’t even thought about it until you brought it up.”

“How could you forget to tell me something like that? That’s huge news!”

“I just didn’t think about it. Marriage proposals aren’t something guys think about unless it directly involves them.”

“So when is he doing this?”

“Not for a while. Maybe next Christmas or Valentine’s Day.”

“Oh. Good.” I lie back on the bed, relieved.

“What does that mean? Are you saying Harper doesn’t want a proposal?”

I don’t answer.

“Jade, what do you know? Is she breaking up with him?”

“Maybe,” I say quietly.

“Shit, really? Damn, Sean is like totally in love with her. When is this happening?”

“She might not break up with him. She’s not sure. She’s confused.”

“Confused about what? She either loves him or she doesn’t.”

I laugh. “I said the same thing, but then she explained that there are different types of love.”

“What do you mean?”

“She loves Sean, but she doesn’t love him the way I Ioveyou. And she wants that. She wants the type of love we have.”

Garret smiles, gazing down at me with those beautiful blue eyes I find so irresistible. “And what kind of love is that?”

“Passionate, all-consuming, can’t-think-straight kind of love. The kind of love that makes you excited to wake up every day because you get to see the person again. The kind that makes your heart hurt when you’re apart for too long. The kind that makes your body all tingly inside whenever the person touches you.” I pull him closer and kiss him. “You know what I mean?”

“I know exactly what you mean.” He tugs my shirt up and I sit up a little, raising my arms so he can slip it off.

“Garret, we’re not done talking about Sean and Harper.”

“We’ll talk about them later.” His hand moves over my breast, causing the tingly feeling I just mentioned. “Right now I want to do something else.”

“But we need to sleep. We have to get up early.”

He kisses my stomach as he inches my panties off, sending a rush of heat through my core. “You turning me down?”

“I can sleep in the car.”

I hear him laugh a little. He knows I won’t turn him down. Well, maybe someday I will, but it hasn’t happened yet.

CHAPTERSIX

In the morningwe leave promptly at 8. Harper’s driving us in her SUV. The drive ends up taking forever because as we get closer to LA, traffic comes to a crawl. We arrive at Harper’s house in Malibu around noon, much later than expected.

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