“You are one of a kind, Asher Donovan.” She stood on tiptoes and gave me a soft kiss. “I love you.” “I love you, too.” I kissed her back, my heart giving a heavy thump of agreement. “More than anything else in this world.” I didn’t always appreciate the way other people said my full name—like I was a brand and a commodity instead of a person. But when Scarlett said it, she said it like she saw every piece of me—the good and the bad—and she loved me because of, not despite, the different facets of my character. I’d been surrounded by money and fame for most of my adult life. But this, right
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