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“Yes.” We lock eyes again, and I shift my weight, bracing against the counter. The real issue—and what I don’t tell Hudson—is that the more he says he needs me, the more I want to run away. Not just in a few weeks. But right now.

Because I know there’s no permanent place for me here. But the longer I stay, the higher the risk of me catching real feelings for Hudson. And then I won’t want to leave.

Like … ever.

Chapter Twenty

MCCOY SIBLING GROUP CHAT

OLIVIA

Hey! Is everyone here?

TESS

Here!

MAC

Here.

DARBY

Present.

TESS

You’re such a dork, Darbs.

DARBY

You mean ADORKABLE.

TESS

Geek.

DARBY

You mean CHIC.

TESS

Keep telling yourself that.

DARBY

Nerd.

TESS

Turd.

MAC

Hey, kids? I left my beautiful wife and adorable children in the other room for this. So if we’re done calling each other names, I’d like to hear Liv’s update on how things are going in Abieville.

OLIVIA

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