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I know exactly how good I have it with her, and that’s why I’m doing all this—the jobs, school, the cheap-ass house with too many roommates so I’m not blowing everything I make on rent. One of these days I’m going to be the guy Bronwyn deserves, not the guy she had to save from prison while we were in high school. In the meantime, though, I have drinks to serve.
I don’t understand how you can look at someone who’s obviously hurting and think, You know what this person needs? More time in their own head.
This is the worst thing I could have imagined a month ago, but I’m still standing. I will always keep standing.
“Do you have any idea how much I love you?” he asks roughly. “I do,” she says, her voice softening. “I love you too.”
“Don’t injure yourself,” I tease. “And don’t look over the edge. You’ll get dizzy.” “Too late,” Knox says with a grin, letting me pull him toward the stairwell. “For the record, though? It’s not the heights.”
“I’m going to marry you, Bronwyn Rojas. Just so you know.” She puts her hands on either side of my face and pulls me close enough to kiss. But first, she says, “Oh, I know.”

