Page 473 of Talk Swoony to Me


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She tilts her head toward the window. “Endless ocean wind.”

I hum in response. A light breeze tumbles through the open curtain. It’s a warm Miami night. Easily the second most beautiful view in the room.

After her, that is.

“It’s okay,” I say.

“Okay?” Paige repeats as she raises her head. “Just okay?”

“I mean, it’s no snowy mountain getaway, but it’s decent.”

She glares at me. “Ugh, I almost forgot that about you.”

I chuckle. “Just wait until we get to Denver. I’ll be insufferable.”

“Yeah, I’ll bet.” She presses her lips together. “Now?”

“Not yet,” I say with a smile. “I want to enjoy this for a little while longer.”

Paige releases a happy sigh and props her head up on her elbow. “If you insist. You’re the boss.”

“Yes, I am.” I glance up and down her body. Her bottom half lies obscured beneath a bedsheet that perfectly outlines the delicate lines of her rear end. “I’m not sure it’s fully sunk in yet.”

“Your promotion?” she asks.

“You work toward something for so long,” I muse. “When you finally get it, it’s...” I shake my head. “It doesn’t feel real.”

“You earned it,” she says with a shrug. “Enjoy it.”

“That’s what Angie said, too.”

“Angie.” She narrows her eyes. “What’s that about?”

“What’s what about?”

“I saw you two having lunch yesterday.”

“I knew it,” I say.

“What?” she asks, recoiling an inch.

“I knew I felt you watching me, you big stalker.”

I kiss her nose to show I’m joking. She laughs.

“I am not a stalker,” she argues. “I was in the lobby, I saw you, and I was simply curious.”

“What were you doing in the lobby?” I ask.

“Reading. Don’t dodge the question.”

“What was the question again?”

“You and Angela,” she says. “You seem close.”

“We are close,” I say.

Paige goes quiet and waits for the accompanying story.

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