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That pulls a small grin out of me. “Fair.”

Her mouth twitches.

I lean down, pressing a slow kiss to her lips before resting my forehead against hers.

“I got you, Mama. Just trust me.”

She goes quiet for a second.

Then her fingers curl lightly into the front of my shirt.

“Ay, you better not make me regret that.”

My grin comes back, softer this time. “Not planning on it.”

She gives me a look.

“Yeah, all right. With my track record, that probably wasn’t very reassuring.”

That finally gets a real laugh out of her, and some of the tension leaves her shoulders.

Chapter Fourteen

Revel

I’ve officially decided being stranded in Miami is the best thing Cece’s shitty little Honda has ever done for me.

She disagrees.

Obviously.

The motel we found yesterday is nothing fancy, but it’s clean, a couple blocks off the beach strip, and somehow, had one room left when every decent hotel in Miami was either booked solid or charging enough to qualify as extortion. One king bed, tiny bathroom, questionable artwork bolted to the wall, and an air-conditioner that sounds like it’s fighting for its life.

Works for me.

After the garage, we grabbed food, checked in, dumped the duffel on the floor, and spent the rest of the night doing absolutely nothing.

Ate in bed, watched TV, talked shit, made out until neither of us remembered what was playing, then passed out sometime after midnight.

Honestly? Solid fucking evening.

Cece, however, woke up today acting like relaxing for twelve consecutive hours put her behind schedule.

She’s been at the little table by the window for almost an hour now, sitting cross-legged in the chair with her laptop open, lavender hair piled messily on top of her head while she answers emails.

I’m stretched across the bed watching her pretend she hasn’t checked the repair shop’s message three times already.

“You know staring at that email isn’t gonna make the part show up faster.”

Her fingers keep moving over the keyboard. “I’m working.”

“You’re obsessing.”

“I can multitask.”

“Clearly.”

She finally looks over her shoulder at me. “Do you plan on lying there watching me all morning?”