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You’re an easy sell.

Hadley

No, you just happen to have the sweetest baby girl and I may or may not have enjoyed pottery lessons with a certain goalie.

Rowan

I hope you’re not throwing clay with anyone else.

My breathing hitches and the butterflies in my stomach begin to stir. Is he asking what I think he’s asking? He constantly throws me off-balance to the point that it’s becoming difficult to distinguish what is up or down anymore.

Hadley

I’m not.

Rowan

Good.

Hadley

I think I’m going to get ready for bed. It’s getting pretty late and we both have busy days tomorrow.

Rowan

Okay. Let me know how tomorrow goes then.

Hadley

I will.

Rowan

Can I tell you something?

Hadley

Always.

Rowan

Lucy isn’t the only one who misses you.

My heart stumbles over itself, a cascade of unsteady beats as my breath quickens. I know my heart will never survive the destruction Rowan Taylor can lay upon it, but my sense of self-preservation isn’t enough to stop me from telling him the truth.

Hadley

She’s not the only one I miss either.

Abandoning my phone on the bed, I head into the bathroom to brush my teeth and get ready to sleep. I check my phone one last time, disappointment pricking my skin when I see he still didn’t respond. Closing my eyes, I settle against the down feather pillows and just as I’m about to fall asleep, a message from him comes through.

Rowan

I was hoping that would happen.

Sweet dreams, outlaw.

CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX

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