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“Seamus…” I get on my toes and kiss him lightly.
“Trying to start something here, love?” He smirks and kisses me back. The man can’t help but make a joke.
“I just wanted to say thank you. For everything.”
“You don’t have to thank me.” He touches my cheek, and right then I know. Without a doubt. With more certainty than I’ve ever known anything before.
“I love you.” I kiss him again, harder this time. “I should’ve said that sooner.”
“You didn’t have to. But I love you too. I have for a while now.”
“I know.”
“Was it that obvious?”
“You’re an obsessed crazy person, so yeah.”
“That about sums it up.”
I kiss him a third time, and we hold it there for a few seconds. I don’t care who sees us. Screw the doctors and the nurses. Screw the whole world. There’s only me and Seamus starting something new.
Our own family.
My phone buzzes. That finally interrupts the kiss. I pull away slightly and take it out of my pocket.
My heart nearly stops.
“Oh, shit,” I whisper, staring down at the message.
It’s from an unknown number.
The same number Molchanie’s been using.
“What did she say?”
I show him the screen. “It’s an address. She wants to meet.”
He stares at me for a long time. I don’t know what he’s thinking, but it can’t be good. Slowly though, he nods his head.
“You know what I’m going to say.”
“But I have to show up. She won’t stop unless I do. I think it’ll only get worse.”
“I think I have the worst mother-in-law in the world.”
“You might be the only man alive who can actually make those awful jokes and really get away with it.”
“Very true.” He lets out a frustrated sigh. “We’ll do it together, okay? No more running.”
“Together,” I agree and lean my cheek against his chest.
Chapter 39
Alina
It’s a pizza place.
And not even a closed-down one either.
