Page 144 of Ask Me Something

“I think we need to see one another more often than once every two weeks.”

“How do you propose we do that?”

I trailed a finger down his chest. “Josh is going to create a position for someone to head a client presentation team. I’m going to take the job and move down to Charlotte. Did I forget to mention that?”

His expression was priceless. “You’re serious?”

“Very. I need to work out the details, but he did say I could pick which office I’d work out of. But you do know the more time we spend together, the more we may need to invoke rule number one.”

“I may start picking fights on purpose just to ensure that.” He pinched my backside mischievously. “Can I ask you something?”

“Anything.”

“What do you think about being my girlfriend again? I promise I’ll wait at least forty-eight hours before screwing something up this time.”

I didn’t hesitate. “No.”

He sat up, looking surprised. “I was kidding about the last part. I think I could go at least a week.”

My lips twitched. “I said no because I don’t need to think about it. You’re my best friend and make me happier than I’ve ever been. And when we’re apart, I don’t just miss you. I physically ache for you, can’t stop thinking about you, and count the minutes until I get to see you again.”

“Wow, you, uh win for the best I miss you—that was definitely worth the wait.” He kissed me deeply, pulling me into him.

I put my hands on either side of his face. “I’m finding out that the best things often are.”

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