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“You’re my fourth favorite figure skater,” James said, shooting me a wink. Fourth? Even Jojo wondered the same thing. “Who’s one through three?” “Jasmine.” “Two and three?” “Jasmine.” My dead heart gave a little burn of emotion, and if I was the kind of person to blow someone a kiss, I would have done it to him. “I’d push you out of the way if you were about to get run over,” I told him and meant it. He smiled and winked at me again. “I know you would, Jas.”
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Oh well. Let them judge. I had nothing to prove to people who didn’t matter or mean anything to me.
“You’re my friend, Jasmine. Not just my fucking partner. Don’t give me that bullshit.”
“I want you to be safe because you matter to me. You think I bring my partners to my house? You think I let them into my life? You think I spend time with their families? I don’t, and I never have. I learned my lesson when I was a teenager and my partner tried to blackmail my family by saying they paid for us to win our junior events. That’s why I do contracts now, to keep it professional. I don’t ever want to be as unhappy as I was after my first partner did those things to my family and me. But you….”
“You. Matter. To. Me. You. I couldn’t forgive myself if something happened to you because of me,” he kept going, his voice rising. “I’ve known you since you were a little kid, helping my sister off the ice when she fell. You didn’t treat her different because of her last name like everyone else did. You didn’t ask her about me. You and Karina just picked each other. I know the things you did for her, she told me. She told all of us about Jasmine Santos who isn’t scared of anybody. About Jasmine who doesn’t like unicorns because she likes Pegasus, because they can fly. “I wanted you to be my
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“I love you so much I spend all day with you, and it still isn’t enough for me,”

