But it was nothing like loving the seaside as much as I loved it with Jackie Hall’s arm in mine. She let out a happy little gasp as the first wave met our feet, toes curling into the sand. Her eyes were every bit as magical as I’d ever seen them, the life shining bright from her smile. She laughed. And that was magical too. “Feels even better than I remember,” she said. “Fucking hell, it feels good.” I closed my eyes to soak in the feeling myself, and she was right. Just like always, she was right. It sure felt fucking good. “Thank you,” I told her, and she turned her face to mine. “Thank you
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