“If this we’re your last moment on earth, would you—” I hold up a hand to stop her, shaking my head. “I really wish people would stop using that saying against me.” I let out a ragged sigh and drink. Because today I’m going to Vegas. Because in my last moments, I’d want to be with Rhett. I’d want him to know I love him too. Every stupid, impulsive, broken bone in his body.
