“But this is all happening so fast.” “Some of the best things do.” He quirks an eyebrow. “Besides. We’re hardly strangers, Emi. We’ve known each other for decades.” I blink. “I hated you for decades.” “Maybe.” He tilts his head. “But I don’t think you hate me anymore. In fact I think you like me. A lot. So how about we spend the next two months not hating each other—and being together all the time—then see if we still don’t hate each other in June.” He smiles and his almost-black eyes are sparkling. “I’m pretty confident you’ll still like me a lot. And that I’ll be able to convince you to let
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