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She smirks at me, and I lean in to kiss her anyway, but this time she pulls back. My eyes widen in surprise as her eyes roam my face.

“I love you too, James Stewart.” She rests a hand on my cheek. “So very much.”

My knees nearly buckle from under me, and my heart soars. My body is on fire when she cups my face with both hands and pulls my lips to hers in a tender kiss.

I smile against her lips and feel her smile in return. I rest my forehead against hers before softly saying, “Seriously though, my feet are freezing.”

I grab her hand, and we slowly make our way off the ice. She squeezes my hand, and I feel it all the way to my frozen toes. When I look over my shoulder at her, I can’t stop the smile that lights my lips.

Just as I step off the ice and turn to help Evie, I catch Sean and Jessica high-fiving before giving me a thumbs up. I shake my head and chuckle.

“What?” Evie asks.

“I’m laughing at our siblings congratulating themselves on a successful match.”

Evie steps off the ice, rests her hands against my chest, and then raises her face to me.

“I’m willing to give them the win. You?”

I nod before leaning in and putting my lips to hers.

Yes, I will gladly let Sean and Jessica have their win if it means kissing Evie all the days of my life.

I grin, and I take her hand heading to the nearest fire pit. My feet really are freezing.

Chapter 21

Evie

The sunlight shines through my bedroom window, promising a beautiful day. As I stretch, a smile crosses my lips.

Last night was perfect—better than perfect. I can still feel Jamie’s strong arms keeping me from falling, literally, of course, not metaphorically. The truth is, I am head over heels in love with Jamie Stewart.

And he’s in love with me. “EEEEEK!” I squeak in joy while kicking my feet under the covers. I push out of bed and head to make some coffee, humming as I go.

I have plenty of time before Jessica’s final wedding dress fitting in a few hours.

The dress is perfect, and I can’t wait to see how it looks fitted for her.

I’m getting my coffee started when a text alert goes off. I pick up my phone and feel my lips quirk up.

Jamie: Good morning, beautiful.

Jamie: Are you available to meet at Espresso Yourself around ten?

Jamie: I’d like to clear the air about why I left.

I stare at the words, and my lips drop as my stomach swirls. Yes, I want to know why he left like he did. And no, I don’t think it’s bad, not really. So what am I afraid of?

My fingers hover over the keyboard.

Stop it, Evie! His reaching out to you and wanting to explain is good!

I begin typing my reply.

Me: I have Jess’s final fitting at eleven, but ten can work.

Me: Is that enough time?

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