She shakes her head and blinks a few times, her shoulders sagging. “Merde. I always thought you asked for my number and never called.”
The realization that the wrong number had always been an accident gives me such a jolt of resolution, I pounce.
Celeste yelps when I pin her back against the mattress, covering her with my body. “Don’t worry, black swan, now I have your number, so you can’t escape me ever again.”
Heat flashes across her face, her breaths coming in shallow bursts. “You remember the exact date you first saw me?”
“Yes, we established that. No need to repeat it,” I growl.
She grins at me. “In case it wasn’t clear earlier, I’m yours. Only yours.”
“In case it wasn’t clear, I love you.” I lower my lips to hers.
She hasn’t said it yet, but that doesn’t matter. I know she feels the same.
It fucking sucks that the joy will only last for another week.
Chapter 36
Celeste
Saar
I’m leaving today, but promise I can hang out with my niece and my sis-in-law when I return
Me
It’s a date. When are you back?
Saar
Hopefully soon.
Me
I have the interview today
Saar
No worries, it’s just a formality
Me
I’m nervous
Saar
You got this. I hope my brother is comingwith you.
Ishould have known nothing could be this good forever.
The week after I moved into Caleb’s bedroom passed in an unprecedented harmony. It’s like that first night in his bedroom we exorcised our demons, unearthed our insecurities, and found redemption in each other’s arms.
We’re not perfect, but we are us. That’s enough for now. The only blemish on the picture-perfect life we naturally embraced is the invitation for an interview with ICE.
Both Dominic and Caleb dismissed it as a formality. Isn’t it strange it came this early? Are Cressard’s connections really this powerful?
I pull out a simple brown shirt dress that hugs my breasts and flares at my waist, falling to my knees. Most of my clothes are still in the guest bedroom, because there was no time to move them.