Dallas nods and rejoins me on the bed. He scoops me into his arms with ease and maneuvers our positions until he’s leaning against the headboard and I’m leaning against him. Settled, he kisses my cheek and drops his chin to my shoulder. “Read the next one,” he says. My hands shake as I turn it over. It’s another letter to me, longer than the first, and his handwriting is smaller so he can get in all the words he wants to say. M- I’m not sure I’ll ever give these to you. If I do, there’s something I want you to know. You’ve only been with us for a month, and already, I can see the impact you’re
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