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"No, it's fine. Really. I see the appeal."

He frowned at me.

"Yeah, I'm joking. She's horrible."

He put his hand on my knee. "There was a new employee at the front desk. He's been fired."

"James, it wasn't his fault."

"Yes, it was."

I wanted to argue with him. He couldn't go around getting people fired for no reason. The man at the front desk had probably asked Isabella for her I.D. Her last name was still Hunter. But I had to choose my battles with him. And tonight I only wanted to talk about what he was keeping from me.

"She said you only want things you can't have. That's why you like me. Because I'm a student."

"But I do have you."

"She made it seem like you'll get bored with me and move on to something else."

"I'm not going to do that, Penny."

"I know. You wanted to know what she said." I grabbed his hand. "She said that you're addicted to me."

"I am."

"She made it seem like that wasn't a good thing."

He squeezed my hand but didn't say anything.

"And she said you were withholding information from me. That's it. We didn't talk for that long."

He nodded. "Saying I'm addicted to you is a bad choice of words. I love you. I love spending time with you. I love being with you. I missed you today."

"I missed you too." He didn't want to talk about what I had brought up yet. So maybe I'd bring up something else. "What is your type?"

"What?"

"She said that I'm not even your type."

"I don't have a type."

"Are you sure it's not tall brunettes?" I smiled at him.

"No." He laughed uneasily. "She's definitely not my type."

"So you like redheads?"

"You're the only redhead I've ever been with. I don't have a type. You're it. I don't want to be with anyone else. Just you."

I didn't care what type of girl he usually dated. None of that mattered. "Don't you trust me? Whatever it is you need to tell me you can."

"I do trust you." He looked up into the sky.

A raindrop hit my forehead. I looked up too. The drops fell faster until it was full on raining.

He abruptly stood up. "Let's get back to the car," he said.

Not when I was this close. "James, tell me."