How long are you in town? Can you stay? Can we get food?” “I can stay until Sunday if you’ll have me,” she says, looping her arm through mine. “Would it be a terrible imposition for me to stay with you? I promise you can say no, and I’ll grab a hotel room.” I wave away her concern. “Don’t even think about a hotel. I don’t have a guest room, but I do have a very comfortable couch.” “I’ll take it,” Summer says. “I’d sleep in your bathtub if it meant a little more time with you.” We head toward the parking lot still arm in arm, my heart so full, I almost completely forget about Felix until I see
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