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He studied her expression. No, this mattered to her. She had kept that little red book for years, adding new places all the time, waiting for a chance to start living her dream.This was what she wanted. But Cameron wasn’t any better than her ex-boyfriend. At least the dickhead had actually gone somewhere with her. Cameron scowled and turned away.

“I know it’s a little childish,” she said quickly.

Was that what she thought was going through his mind? He was on the verge of screwing this up worse.

“It’s not,” he said, a little too forcefully. “That’s not whatI was thinking at all.”

She tilted her head. “Then what were you thinking?”

“A lot of things. I wish I would have taken you to some places on your Sydney list.”

Jackson’s eyes were soft, and she smiled a little. She paused, as if she were really considering it. “Maybe someday.”

Someday. As in, probably never. Unless he figured something out.