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“Oh my god,” she shrieks. “You’re right. It’s perfect. You’re moving out and he can move in.”

She grabs her phone and starts typing away. Her phone rings and I wave her off. “Take it. Tell him the news.” She jumps up and moves back toward her room, and I grab my phone again.

I swipe through the pictures, imagining what life will be like with Jace by my side. I click out and find his name.

Lacey: Poppy and Logan are planning to move in with each other too!

Jace: You’re kidding.

Lacey: Nope! I think he might move in with her here. How’d Tanner take the news?

Jace: He’s devastated.

Lacey: Really? I thought you said he’d be cool.

Jace: LMAO! He’s fine. He said he’d start looking for a roommate.

Lacey: Good. I really hope we get the house. It’s perfect!

Jace: Me too!

Lacey: OMG! I think I have an idea. Hold on.

Lacey: I think I figured out your housing situation!

Wren: Please tell me Poppy is moving out and you suddenly need a roommate because I’m stressed.

Lacey: No, I don’t, but Tanner does.

CHAPTER 59: OURS

JACE

The last month has been a whirlwind of sorts. After Lacey and I put in an offer, the sellers accepted it, and we started the moving process. I also started at the CFNAWC. Most nights, I spent over at Lacey’s. Poppy was at Logan’s, so it was nice to have a place to ourselves. We fell into a rhythm together, and if it’s any indication of what life will be like with her at our own place, I can’t wait to see how our future plays out.

Walking into our new home, I find her and most of our friends sitting on the floor of the kitchen. Moving boxes surround them. A stack of Bruno’s pizza boxes are piled high on the island. Poppy insisted we could not celebrate move-in day without champagne, and Lacey agreed. It feels surreal seeing all of our friends sitting inourkitchen.

“The house is gorgeous,” Gray says, sipping her champagne.

“A reading room?” Wren asks. “Talk about a dream come true.”

I walk over, fill a paper plate with pizza, and grab a glass of champagne. Lacey stands and joins me. She wraps her arms around me from behind and rests her face against my back.

“The movers are gone?” she asks.

“Yep, I tipped the driver and they headed out.”

“I can’t believe it’s all ours,” she says. I spin around to face her.

“Ours,” I repeat her words, leaning down to kiss her. She smiles against my lips.

“Have I told you I love you today?” she asks. “Because I like really fucking love you.”

“I like really fucking love you too.” I kiss her again. “Should I kick ‘em out?” I whisper in her ear.

“Later,” she winks. “I’ve got big plans for later.”

“Deal.”

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