“No, Gina. I didn’t know. I hoped, but I never assumed. Not a single day has passed that I haven’t hoped to look in your eyes and see what I feel reflected back again.”
I turned and wrapped my arms around his waist. He embraced me swiftly, his face in my hair, breathing me in, his arms tight around my body. I sniffed.
“You’re a real pain in my ass, Stone, ya know that?”
“You’ve been a pain in my ass since you ruined my sweater by wiping coffee off your shirt.” He kissed my head and released me.
“Oh, don’t even go there!”
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I stretched out my