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“Well yeah, it was a funny conversation. He had told me that I was the one for him, he said his family believes in love at first sight, they say it’s like being struck by lightning, so he called me his lightning bolt. And then he said that even though I’m not ready now, when I am ready he’ll be there waiting for me.”

“Whoa again,” Kat says.

“Yeah, what she said,” Remi agrees.

“Whoa good or whoa bad?”

“Whoa good,” Kat says.

“Definitely,” Remi adds. “Does it freak you out, this whole conversation about naming the kids?”

“No, not really.”

“I don’t think you’re on the rebound, Lex,” Remi says.

“I don’t either,” Kat confirms.

“Okay, good. That makes me happy. And relieved. You guys are the best, you know that?” I ask.

“We do,” Kat says.

“Absolutely,” Remi confirms.

“Doesn’t get any better than us,” Kat continues.

“What she said,” Remi adds.

“Okay, I got it,” I say, smiling.

“Lex, we give what we get. And it takes someone who’s the best, to recognize that someone else is too. Got me?” Kat asks.

“Picking up what you are puttin’ down,” I say.

“Smelling what you’re cooking,” Remi says.

“Catching what you’re throwing,” I add.

“Reading what you’re writing,” Remi throws in.

“Rocking what you’re rolling. Itching what you’re scratching. Cashing what you’re checking. Yeah, yeah. Okay, okay,” Kat says.

My phone dings with a new text, voicemail, and email all at the same time. I grab it and briefly glance at the message.

“Holy shit,” I say.

“What?” both Kat and Remi ask. I hold up a finger in response, while I check my email and confirm the text.

Yep, it says what I think it does.

I click over to my phone log and read the transcript from my visual voicemail just to be sure.

Yep, the voicemail confirms the text and the email.

Oh. My. God.

“I’m winning an award,” I say still in shock. “A really big award.” I barely hear the exclamations and questions from Kat and Remi. My ears are buzzing, and I can’t quite catch my breath.

“I don’t . . . I can’t . . .” I start.