“So, you’re Graham Pike now. What’s my name going to be?” With his hand brushing down my hair, he laughed. “Whatever you want it to be. It’ll be a hell of a lot better than Rainey Summer Day.” I grinned, the emotions hitting me all at once, a force so strong, I couldn’t blink my eyes fast enough to keep the tears from falling. “I love you, Rowan.” “Hey,” he caught my face again, tilting it higher so he could search my eyes. “I’m tired of the crying.” With the pad of his thumb, he wiped a tear away. “You’re better than that.” Laughter shook my shoulders and I pressed my chest against his.
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