“I’m not letting her go. Ever.” As the words leave my mouth, my resolve strengthens. I know, without a shadow of a doubt, Madison Dixon was always meant to be mine. “Then you need to start living again. Because right now, you’re hiding. And that’s not the Hudson Kingston I know.” She reaches across the table and squeezes my hand, then pushes my plate back toward me. “Now eat up and get back to the gym before you get flabby and she dumps you.” I rest my hand on top of hers. “Thanks, Gen.” “Anytime.”
