“Is there a reason you came here?” she asked. “Of all the beaches, in all the world, why did you choose to sit on mine?” “You could say this is my version of a thank you.” Mason shoved up from the sand. “You brought me back to life yesterday, and now I owe you a debt.” He reached toward his back pocket, just as Holland’s phone rang. Her heart gave a sudden jolt. She pulled it out and looked at the name: January. Her sister was finally calling. She looked up to tell Mason to just hold on. But apparently guys like Mason don’t wait. He was already walking back up the beach. Again, he didn’t say
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