I feel his lips at my nape, a small, tender kiss that has unexpected tears prickling in my eyes. “Thank you for giving me that, Hallie. It… It’s special to me, and I’ll never forget it.” Cue the waterworks. With his front flush to my back and his strong arm slung over my stomach, anchoring me to him, I feel safe. I feel… cherished. I feel… protected. “I’m glad that it was you, Lane,” I respond. “It’s always been you.” My words are barely a whisper. I sigh happily, my eyes dropping shut as I settle into his arms, my fingers toying with the bracelet I made for him on his wrist. A bracelet I’ve
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