“What if it happens?” I whisper my biggest fear into the dark. “What if this goes great but we hit nine or ten or fifteen and I get the ick?” “Then we talk about it. Then we work through it. There is no such thing as perfection, Katrina. We are never going to be perfect. Humans are flawed. Couples are flawed. The difference is if you’re willing to work for it.” He cages me in place, doing a push-up and pressing his lips to mine quickly. “And I’ll work to the bone on this, on us, if it means I get to kiss you whenever I want, if I get to see your face when you’re sleeping in my bed, if I get to
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