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I pull back and rest my forehead to hers. “I was so scared that was it for us, Jo.”
She shakes her head a little as her forehead rolls against mine. “It couldn’t be. I know I keep saying this has an inevitable end, but what if it doesn’t?”
“What if it doesn’t?” I echo back in a whisper, and my lips crash down to hers again.
She tightens her hold on me, and I wish we could just stay like this forever—just the two of us wrapped in each other.
But reality will always find its way in, and it does so with the annoying clang of my phone notifying me that I have a new message.
I pull back and sigh.
“You should get that,” she says, wrinkling her nose.
“I have a feeling shit’s going to hit the fan,” I admit.
“I know. Deal with what you have to deal with, and I’ll be here holding your hand in secret.”
“God, I love you,” I say, and I press another soft kiss to her lips.
“Right back atcha, Coach,” she says, pulling back and giving my arm a little squeeze.
I slide my phone out of my pocket to read the message.
Ellie: Damage control meeting tomorrow morning, eight o’clock, my office. Please.
I flash the screen at Jolene, and she watches as I type out my reply.
Me: Damage control meeting tomorrow morning, eight o’clock, my girlfriend’s place. Please.
“Girlfriend?” she says aloud.
I laugh. “Yeah, girlfriend. I guess.”
“Sam?”
I shake my head. “She’s going to meet the real thing tomorrow. Good thing the real one and the fake one share an address.”
We head to bed after I shoot over the address to Ellie, and since I railed her in that office earlier tonight and we’re both exhausted after the rather interesting events that took place tonight, we both fall straight to sleep.
Without setting an alarm.
And eight o’clock apparently comes quickly when you’re up late after a charity event where your father nearly got into a physical altercation with his mortal enemy.
I’m awakened by the sound of pounding on the door. “Get up! You have a guest!”
It’s Sam’s voice, and I jolt with a start as I sit up too fast. “Shit. Jo, Ellie’s here.”
“Shit,” she murmurs, and then she bolts upright, too as my words register.
We both hop out of bed, and I wasn’t thinking ahead or planning to spend the night here, so all I have is the tux I wore to the ball. I pull on the pants as Jolene digs through her drawers to find some clothes for herself as I pick up my dress shirt from last night.
She’s really digging in there, and then she pulls a shirt out from the bottom and she tosses it to me.
I catch it and know what it is before I even unfold it.
“You still have this?” I murmur.
She presses her lips together and lifts a shoulder, and it’s somehow absolutely adorable.
