“Of course, I’m here. As if I was gonna let you get stuck, alone, on Christmas.” “So, I’ll fly back with you, then?” “We’re not going back that way today.” There’s an edge to his voice, one that makes me think the trip here over the mountains was far worse than he’s letting on. And Jonah is fearless when it comes to flying. A part of me wants to reprimand him—what if he had crashed?—but a bigger part is overwhelmed with emotion that he made the risky trip for me. “I love you,” I blurt before I can give it too much thought. Several beats pass before Jonah pulls away, far enough to meet my gaze,
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