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Clara rolled her eyes and I shook my head as Jen swatted Ryan's arm.

“Stop teasing them!” she scolded Ryan. “They're trying to eat!”

I laughed. “It's fine. He'll get what's coming to him eventually.”

“You can't catch me off-guard. I'm too paranoid for that,” Ryan joked.

“Don't worry. I'll pitch real slow so you can catch it.”

Jen snorted into a giggle fit and Clara joined her, causing me to guffaw. Everyone else laughed with us as Ryan shook his head.

He pointed his plastic fork at me. “Alright, let's settle this with a game of chess later.”

“You're on, you dork.”

“I'd like to propose a toast,” Jen said while standing and raising her can of Coke. “To the happy couple in their new place. The place that was originally Clara's place but now belongs to both Clara and Levon. It's a cute place!”

Everyone joined in and chimed, “Cheers!”

Silence fell over the room as we all dug into our food. My stomach was more than happy for the break. I swallowed my noodles and then bit into a spring roll, delighting in the taste. I sighed with content as I leaned against the coffee table.

“You know, I never thought this would happen,” Jen commented. “I didn't think you two would reconcile, but I'm really happy that you did.”

I smiled warmly. “Thanks, sis.”

“You're welcome, bro.”

“I'm happy, too,” Clara added. “I also didn't think we would reconcile.”

“I never thought we would either.”

“Never? Not once?” Clara asked. “But you hoped for it, right?”

“Of course, I did, baby.” I smiled as I kissed her lips. “I always hoped for it.”

CHAPTER38

Clara

I rolledover in the bed. The sun was brightly shining through the bedroom window, illuminating my sleepy features. I was still sore from moving Levon's things, but I was happy that it was all over. He was finally with me—and I was finally with him.

I heard panting.

Confused, I rolled over to search the sheets for Levon.

“Baby, are you okay?”

The panting continued as I tried to find him with my eyes barely open. When I found him, he smelled like he had been outside.

“Wow,” I groaned. “Have you been in the garden? Why do you smell like that?”

“Open your eyes, love.”

I blinked my eyes open, rubbing them to get the rest of the sleep out of them. When I finally had them open, I spotted a yellow lab sitting next to me. His mouth was open and he was panting in my face. I squealed and he pounced into my arms, licking my face.

I rolled with him, hugging him close to me.

“I didn't know you could morph into a dog!” I said with a laugh. “But that breath—gross! We'll have to get you some doggy mints.”

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