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Burgess went still, a beat passing before he turned his head. His eyes were guarded and God, that tore her up. She didn’t ever want him to guard himself around her again. Not ever.
And when she fully emerged from the building and spotted him, her face lighting up with a grin, his heart only beat faster. Damn, he loved this woman. Damn. “Turn off the recorder and open your camera,” Burgess advised Irving in a rasp. The reporter fumbled his phone slightly. “Why?” “Trust me.” And that’s how Burgess ended up on the front page of the Globe the following morning, down on one knee in front of Tallulah with an open ring box in his hand, under the headline “Sir Taken.”

