“Have a good Christmas. I lo–” My heart almost crashes straight through my ribs. Was I just about to say that I loved him for the first time over the phone? That’s crazy. There’s no way I’ve already fallen that hard for him. “Cat?” he asks, his voice low as I try to collect myself. “I love the weather,” I blurt out. “You know the crunchy leaves, the dark sky, the way I can see my breath in the air, I love it all. So much.” He laughs a little, and I can imagine him throwing his head back. “I love the weather too, Cat. So much you don’t even know.” We both know what he’s talking about, but he
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