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It was so much uglier than I thought.

I turned off Bluebird and got out.

Natalie climbed out and came around to stand next to me. She burst out laughing. “It’s hideous. But I love it.”

I let out a breath and chuckled. “It is pretty ugly. The inside might be worse, though.”

“Do you have the keys?”

I handed her the key Derek gave me earlier. He kept one in case they needed it, but wanted Natalie to look at the whole thing.

Natalie unlocked the door and opened it, holding her breath for a minute. “Well, it smells better than the last one.”

I exhaled. So far, it was okay.

Natalie walked inside. There was no power, so she pulled her phone out and turned on the flashlight. I turned mine on so we could get a look at the place.

We walked into the main living area. A gray couch was to the right and had definitely seen better days. To our left was the world’s smallest kitchen, with an even smaller banquette taking up most of the walkway. The vinyl on the banquette seats was ripped. The appliances were yellow. Through the kitchen was a bathroom that was surprisingly spacious for a trailer.

“And you’re sure they don’t want this?” Natalie asked.

I nodded. “That’s what Derek said.”

She nodded, then put her face in her hands and sobbed.

Shit.

I was at her side in two steps and gathered her into my arms. She wrapped her arms around me and buried her face in my chest. My heart broke as she cried.

So much for hoping this would be what she needed. It wasn’t right for her.

“I’m sorry this isn’t good enough, Natalie. We’ll find something else.”

She pulled back and looked up at me. Her face was streaked with tears, but she was smiling. “Not good enough? This is amazing.”

“What… Then why are you crying?”

“Because you did this for me. I was a complete jerk to you, and you’ve been working your ass off to find something like this for me. I don’t deserve you.”

I opened my mouth to argue with her, and she put her finger over my lips.

“I’m not giving you up, but I don’t deserve you.”

I nibbled the pad of her finger.

She gasped.

“I don’t deserve you, Natalie. But I’m so happy I have you. Now, let’s get out of here so I can show you how much I missed you.”

She nodded, dragging me toward the door as fast as we both could go.

Epilogue

Daisy

I put the finishing touches on my display table and looked around the camp. Mountain View Retreat was done and ready for the grand opening party. And so was I.

“This looks amazing,” Natalie gushed when she stopped in front of my table. A dozen of us were set up inside the new building with all the doors and windows open wide to encourage people to wander around and check out everything there was on site.

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