Page 129 of Make Her Mine

He rolls his eyes. “Jesus, Harlow.”

“I know that’s dramatic, but?—”

“There is no way you’re going first,” he interrupts, pulling me even closer. “Even being in a fake relationship with you for a week has aged me a year, I swear.”

“Very funny,” I say as I pull him down for a long, hot kiss overlooking our beloved hometown.

But the thing is, though I would never admit it, Jefferson Riley is actually pretty funny. And sweet. And smart. And sexy.

Okay, fine, I probably will admit that from time to time. If he asks very nicely. And is doing that thing he does with his tongue…

I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with him.

Here in freaking Sapphire Falls.