“One thing,” I say. “What’s that?” “Don’t fall in love with me, big guy, okay?” I ask, reaching up and patting his cheek. His jaw goes tight. “I promise that won’t be a problem.” “Is that a challenge?” For the first time, he smiles back. From here, I see one dent in his cheek. A dimple. “Do your worst, Princess.” “God, you don’t even know what you just did, do you?” I ask, my smile spreading as I shake my head in disbelief, moving my purse over my shoulder. “If there’s one thing I love, it’s a challenge. Literally won an entire pageant just to see if I could. But you? You might become my
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