“You love me,” I repeat. He presses a soft kiss to my lips, then pulls back and gives me a full smile. “I love you.” “And you’re not leaving?” “Well, not yet. Nothing has changed that I know of. Jeremy seemed to think that I’d get at least a month or two here, no matter what.” “Oh.” I deflate a little. “So, you’ll still leave eventually?” Logan licks his lips and searches my eyes. “That was the plan.” “Was?” “I planned to have this conversation tonight with you, not here in the hallway when I stink and you’re crying. But I wanted to tell you how I feel and to ask you to be my official,
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