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Amber considers this for a second. “I guess I do forgive you. But you can never do anything like this again, okay? No keeping something so important from me.”

“I promise. I’ll tell you everything from now on.”

“Well, maybe not everything. Just the important stuff.”

I laugh. “I can do that.”

I lean forward and kiss her softly. She meets my kiss at first, but then she pushes herself away.

“Wait, there’s something else.”

“What is it?”

“Are you…are you embarrassed to be seen with me?”

I take a step back. “What are you talking about?”

Another tear falls from her eye. “It’s just, we never go out in public. It’s always your office, your house, the private room at the restaurant, now my apartment…”

I blink. I hadn’t even thought about it. Have we really never been seen in public? Thinking back on it, I guess we have only spent time together in private.

“Oh, Amber, I’m so sorry. It wasn’t on purpose. I didn’t realize it was happening.”

“So it wasn’t on purpose? You’re not ashamed to be dating a big girl like me?”

“Absolutely not. I want the entire world to know how much I care about you. I never meant to make you feel bad.”

Tears fill Amber’s eyes. She swipes them away quickly. “I’m not sad anymore. I’m so, so happy.”

I kiss her, harder this time. She grabs ahold of my shirt and pulls me closer. I would be happy to stay like this forever, but that won’t work.

“Let’s go out to lunch to celebrate our reconnection!”

Amber grins. “Really?”

“Yes. To the most public place we can find. I’m not ashamed of you, Amber. The total opposite. I’m lucky to be dating someone as amazing as you.”

“Let me just grab my coat!”

She quickly gets ready, and we open the door to leave, only to find Daisy and Nicole eavesdropping on the other side.

The girls squeal when they see the smile on Amber’s face.

“Oh, thank God! This is the Amber we know and love!”

I watch as the three of them celebrate Amber’s returned happiness.

“What do you say the four of us go out to lunch together?”

“Really?” Amber asks.

“Of course. Your friends are important to you.”

Amber hugs me. “You’re the best. Thank you.”

Everything feels right again. Of course, I want time to be alone with Amber, but I see plenty of that in our future.

I’m okay with sharing her with her friends right now. I’ll have her all to myself later tonight.

28

Amber

A little over two weeks ago, I was sure that I’d end up alone. I thought my romantic life was over.

It’s crazy how much things have changed since then.

I yawn and sit up in bed. The space next to me is empty, as it is most mornings when I wake up. AJ likes to work on Blake Cosmeceuticals stuff before he goes to his office. Even though it’s Saturday, he’s still down in his home office poring over chemical combinations to find the next best serum.

AJ obviously can’t use his semen in a mass-produced serum. He’s trying to come up with something that works as well as AJB-9 but doesn’t use his bodily fluids.

I throw off the covers and climb out of bed. The carpet is warm beneath my bare feet. It’s a vast difference from the cold, hardwood floors of my apartment.

Technically, I still have the apartment. My lease isn’t up until early next year. However, I’ve been staying with AJ since we got back together two weeks ago, and I won’t be renewing my lease. It makes more sense for the two of us to share this house than my apartment. And living apart isn’t an option. We care too much about each other to maintain any distance between us.

It’s been a crazy couple of weeks. I’m slowly moving my things into the house, even though I have months before I need to officially leave my apartment. AJ created an office for me right next to his, so I can work from home whenever I want. That’s especially nice because my commute is a little longer now than it was from my apartment. If I wake up and don’t feel like going in, I don’t have to. Havana doesn’t mind. It’s not like she leaves her office anyway.

The hardest part of moving in is finding space for my clothes. AJ has a massive wardrobe. We had to bring in my vanity dresser to add storage to our bedroom. The rest of my clothes are in one of the guest rooms until we finalize plans to add a bigger closet to our room.

I grab sweatpants and a T-shirt and pull them on. I don’t have much need for clothes when AJ and I are in bed. Even if we’re not having sex, we’re often exploring each other’s bodies. I’ll never get tired of touching him.

My stomach rumbles with hunger and nausea. I was exhausted last night and fell asleep without eating dinner. Now, my body is rebelling.

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