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That girl had power over me, and she didn’t even realize it.
“You need to believe me when I say this, Sydney: there isn’t anything I wouldn’t do for you.”
“I’m yours.” He lifted me from the stool, holding me in his arms, and my legs wrapped around his waist. He held the back of my head, positioning our mouths only inches apart. “Say that again, Sydney.” “I’m yours—” He slammed our mouths together. And in that moment, I knew something else to be true. Ford Dalton was mine.
Her nanny wasn’t dressed in pink, but, fuck, she looked gorgeous. And she was all mine.
“She lives for them,” I agreed, my gaze turning to Sydney. “And she lives for you.”
While Sydney held Everly’s head, she looked at me, her face filled with something I recognized. Something I felt as I glanced between both my girls.
“You’re the most selfless person I know, Sydney. Let me spoil you. Let me show you what life with me will be like.” His thumb rubbed across my lips. “Let me enjoy having you all to myself.”
Every dream was coming true, and I continually had to tell myself that this was real. That Ford was mine.
“You’re observant.” “Just with you.” He kissed me. “Because I can’t take my fucking eyes off you.”
“Sydney …” Her teeth ground into her lip, like she was anticipating what I was about to say. I kissed her, just briefly, a brush of lips and air. “You know how wild I am about you.” Her arms circled my waist, gripping me. “And I’m so wild about you.”
“Fuck …” I pressed our noses together, needing her to feel my words as I said, “I love you.” And then I kissed her. Harder this time. Emptying my chest. Emotionally surrendering. “I love you,” she breathed back.
She also had half my heart. The only person she had to share it with was Everly.
