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He wasn’t just casually flirting. He meant it. And that was more terrifying than anything he could have said.
Logan had a perfect ass because of course he did.
If she wanted to be friends, I could do that. I was a fantastic fucking friend.
I actually want you to be happy.” I pouted at the insinuation. “I am happy,” I countered. Right? It wasn’t really a lie. I mean, I was mostly happy.
chuckle. “I’m not really the girl that gets the fairy-tale ending. I’m not the main character—I’m the kind-of-funny sidekick. The best friend.
Every broken piece of me felt whole under his touch.
For the first time in a long time, I felt like I wasn’t just existing—I was living.
liking someone isn’t the same as trusting them. And trusting them isn’t the same as letting yourself be happy.”
But if you spend all your time waiting for the floor to fall out from under you, you’ll miss the chance to enjoy standing still. You can trust me on that one.”
The only dream I wanted to chase was the dream of building a life with her.
“I love you, Julep. I love you in a way I didn’t ever think was possible. You make me want to be better, to do better, because for the first time, I don’t want to win alone. I want to build something real—with you.”
“I love you.” Her lips quirked into a soft smile, the kind that made my chest pinch. “For the record,” she murmured, stepping closer, “I already know how to ride a bike.” I chuckled, the sound low and easy as I tugged her gently toward me. “Good,” I said, my voice dipping. “I can plan on keeping you steady in a thousand other ways.”

