Finding Gene Kelly

by Torie Jean

“Nana said taking care of you is my full-time job now.” “Like forever?” “Guess so.” He shrugged, running a piece of ribbon from the crown through his fingers. “But I don’t mind.”

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“Don’t you dare try to clean up. I’ll do it after I sleep this off a bit.” Another clink. Another clatter. “I have the Nutella. I can do what I want.”

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He takes a step toward the door, and I panic. “Don’t you fucking dare. Yeah, that was a lot to dump on me, but it was more than I could ever dream of you saying, so if you can just give my brain a second to process that you love me too—” Liam turns, and my eyes widen at the unconscious slip. He meets my gaze. “I’m sorry. Did you say ‘too’?”

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