Page 988 of One More Kiss

Which is saying something.

This all feels so normal, so natural. In reality, we spent eight years apart, but it feels as though no time has passed. Like this is my forever just as it’s been my past.

“How are you doing?” I ask her as I shut my book and set it on the table to my side.

“Fine.” She tilts her head up at me and smiles. “Why?”

“It’s been a busy forty-eight hours.”

“Is that all it’s been?” she asks, closing her book and laying it on her chest.

I chuckle. “It has.”

“I missed your smile,” she says softly.

My reply is instant and completely serious even as cheesy as it sounds. “I have a reason to smile now.”

“You still mad at Rainey for keeping the secret?”

I shrug. “I’ll kick her ass on the mats the next time she’s in town.”

Something passes over her gaze. “You want to go back to Billings?”

“Not particularly,” I reply. “Though a visit here and there is nice.”

“What’s next for you?”

The way she asks it puts me on guard even as I dismiss the idea of letting her leave. If she thinks she’s getting away from me again—she’s about to get a rude fucking awakening. “Depends on what’s next for you because that’s where I’ll be.”

Mags sits up and climbs onto my lap, wrapping both arms around my neck. “Yeah?”

“Fuck yeah.”

She beams at me, and a piece of my fractured soul slips back into place. After my family died, I never thought I’d feel joy again. Love. Security. But Mags gave me all of that in the first few weeks of knowing her.

A part of me wondered if it wasn’t just a crush—young, doomed love—that I was feeling. But now I know I was right.

Because I love this woman with every piece of me. And my future is wherever she is. Always. Forever.

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