“So we talk. Compromise. Then if one of us is firmly no, we say …” “Anaheim.” “Anaheim?” “Yeah. From now on, it means I love you, but I’m overruling this one.” I’m thinking it over when Colby finally smiles. “And no. You don’t get to Anaheim everything. Let me win sometimes.” “You have me.” I cup his face. “You’ve already won.”
