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“I haven’t done any adventure sports for a while,” I say in my defense. Once the words are out, I realize I haven’t felt the need for an adrenaline rush in a while. Not since I let Aurora into my life.

I groan as I bury my face in my hands. Shit. I am falling in love. I’m falling for my feisty girl. It’s not love yet but the seeds are there the way Gibson described it.

“What am I going to do?”

He digs his phone out of his pocket. “Let me call the guys. We’ll figure out a plan.”

I slap the phone out of his hands before he can dial. “I don’t need the entire band to know what happened.”

“Didn’t you say Leia was at your house when you left?” I nod. “Dude, they already know.”

I refuse to believe him. Aurora wouldn’t betray me by telling everyone our business. She knows how private a person I am despite the entire band living and working together. Besides, I doubt she wants everyone knowing what happened.

“Hey. Hey.” He squeezes my shoulder. “We can fix this. Does Aurora know about your past?”

“She knows everything.”

“Everything? You told her about Cindy?”

“I did.”

“If she knows about your past, she’ll understand how hard love and relationships are for you. This is totally fixable. You’ll win her back.”

The fear threatening to overtake me eases a bit at his words. “But I can’t tell her I love her.”

“Maybe not. But you can show her.” He grins.

“You have a plan?”

“Of course, I have a plan. I’ll always have your back.”

I hope so. Because if I irrevocably fucked things up with Aurora and lose her, I’ll be the one living in this tiny house instead of Mercy’s uncle Mercury.

Oh, who am I kidding? I’ll fuck things up plenty. I should probably build a tiny home of my own.

But first, I need to win Aurora back. I can’t lose her. I can’t live without her.

Chapter 30

Tease – an action Aurora will never admit to enjoying no matter how much she secretly does

Aurora

I wake when arms wrap around me and lift me from my bed. I slap at them. “Need sleep.”

“Shush, baby. Go back to sleep.”

“Jett?” What is he doing here?

He kisses my forehead. “I’m here. Go back to sleep.”

“You’re the one who woke me,” I grumble.

He lays me down and I force my eyes open. I scowl when I realize where I am. “What am I doing in your bedroom?”

“I told you. This is where you belong from now on. No more sleeping apart.”

“I thought the agreement was null and void when you ran away this morning.”

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