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"I'll win them over," he said so confidently that my cousins laughed.

I couldn't fault them for it.

My parents knew how to hold a grudge—especially my mom—and especially when it concernedme. But something in Felix's gaze made me believehim.

Still…I didn't understand why he'd care if they liked him or not, considering he was the one who asked for space.

"It's good to see you," Felix said.

"You too," I replied. "But again, why are you here and not with the band?"

"Everyone misses you. London was going a little crazy without you."

He shrugged.

"I volunteered to bring you back."

We were silent for several seconds.

My heart fluttered at his words, but I fought the feeling.

Then Scarlett whispered, "This is better than Netflix."

"I know," Lottie said, "so romantic."

I bit back a smile as Felix grinned.

Viola shushed them, saying, "Be quiet. You're ruining the moment."

Freya sighed. "Look at how they're staring at each other."

"Okay," I said, "I think I need to go guys."

"But—"

"We'll talk later. Sorry, love you."

I closed my laptop, and the sound of their protests ceased.

It was only Felix and me.

"Just so I have this straight," I said, glancing at Felix as I stood, "you actually volunteered to come get me?"

"Heard you might need a ride."

He cleared his throat.

"And I may have thought you left because of me."

I frowned. "That's a little conceited."

"I've been called much worse, princess."

"And thatwasn't why. Ihad to leave for my dad."

"I know that now."

"I wasn't running," I said.

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