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“Because your sharp edges are there for the world to see, but your soft ones are just for me.Iget all versions of you andI’mgoing to spend the rest of my life cherishing every one of them.”Withthe tip of his finger, he raises my chin.Withouta shadow of a doubt, this man is my future. “Nowtell me.”

I don’t make him wait.Withmy next exhale,Ibreathe my words against his lips. “Ilove you,Booth.”

One.Two.Pop.Pop.Hisdimpled smile is a sight to behold. “Iknow.Nowkiss me, woman.”

SoIdo.Ikiss him like it’s the first and last time.Hekissesme back with equal need, licking and sucking into my mouth hungrily.

I give; he takes.Hegives;Itake.

Booth buries his face into my neck and sighs so happily. “Youhanded over the restaurant.”

Anchoring him to me,Iloop my arms around his shoulders. “Areyou mad?”

“Livid, baby.”Hischuckle deceives him. “Butyou were a terrible boss.Fraternizingwith the staff.Scandalous.”

I roll my eyes. “Ishould have fired you months ago.”

“Too late now.”

We go in for another kiss until we’re breathless.

“Hey,Silver?” he whispers, grin shining down on me to warm my face.

“Yeah,Dimples?”Iask and poke the little dent in his cheek.

“I can’t wait to spend all my todays with you.”

My smile matches his.

Equals in every sense of the word.

FindingBoothwas unexpected.Lovinghim was inevitable.

Our future together has just begun, with a hundred new beginnings right in front of us.

epilogue

ALESSANDRA

FOUR MONTHS LATER

“Alessandra, if you don’t stop staring at me like that, we will never make it inside,”Boothgrowls beside me.We’reparked outsideShirley’s, gussied up, ready to celebrateJohannaandPatrick’supcoming nuptials.

I tilt my head, an angelic pout on my lips. “I’mlooking at you likeIalways do.”

He points at my face. “Andthat’s the problem.It’smy kryptonite and right nowIwant to fuck you on the backseat,JoandPat’srehearsal dinner be damned.”

Eyes blazing, he reaches for my hips over the console, butIwriggle away. “Ican’t be late,I’min the bridal party.”

Joy pulls at the corners of my mouth.WhenJoasked me to be her bridesmaid,Ithought she was joking.Itwas during my first visit back to theStates.BoothandIsplit our time together alone, with my parents, and inSuttonBay.

“What did you expect?We’regoing to be sisters.”Washer response.

ThenIremember the man next to me, and becauseIlove to screw with him,Ilower my voice. “Haven’tyou always wanted to fuck one of the bridesmaids?”

The horn blares through the small parking lot asBooth’sfist thumps against the steering wheel. “Youcruel, wicked thing.”

“You love it.”Ichuckle.

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