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I study the guitar and realize my name is written along the strings. “You got my name tattooed on your heart.”

“My heart belongs to you.”

At those words, everything is right in the world once again. I don’t care if Ginny needs space. She can have it. As long as we end up together, she can have all the space she needs.

“I love you, Virginia Hale.”

“And I love you, Dylan Mitchell.”

I wrap a hand around her hair and pull her head back before slamming my lips against hers. Her taste hits me and I moan. I’ve missed her taste. It’s only been two days but those two days felt like they lasted five years.

My phone buzzes in my pocket to remind me we need to get moving. I gentle the kiss until I can pull away.

“As much as I want to strip you bare and worship your body to thank you, we don’t have time.”

“Don’t have time? Do you have a previous engagement?”

“Wehave a previous engagement.”

She frowns at me. “I didn’t make an appointment with you.”

I kiss her nose. “I did it for you.”

She narrows her eyes on me. She knows I’m up to something, which I obviously am. “What’s going on?”

I hold out my hand to her. “Come and find out.”

When she doesn’t hesitate to fit her hand in mine, my heart swells. I have her back. I have my Ginny back after two days of hell.

I’m not letting her get away from me again. Ever. She’s mine. My heart, my soul, my better half.

Chapter 34

Surprise – when someone gives you the thing you want most in the world

Virginia

“Where are we going?” I ask once we exit the apartment building and begin walking down the sidewalk.

Dylan squeezes my hand. “You’ll see, my love.”

My heart spasms with joy at those words. He still loves me. I didn’t lose him for being a big fat scaredy-cat. The tattoo on my chest twinges to remind me I’m not a scaredy-cat. I’m not a mouse. I’m strong. And I can handle loving a rockstar, come what may.

“Can you give me a hint?”

“You’re going to love it.”

“That’s not a hint. That’s a prediction.”

“Sorry, my little librarian. I’ll give you a hint.” He winks. “It’s in Winter Falls.”

“You suck at giving hints. ‘In Winter Falls’ could mean absolutely anything.”

He smirks. “I know.”

“If I guess what it is, will you tell me if I’m right or wrong?”

“Yes.”

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