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“I love you.”

Her words turn my insides to goo. Every last part of me mush, and I’m grateful I’m sitting down. “I love you, too, little girl. See you tomorrow morning.”

I hand the phone back to David, but don’t look at him. I’m not sure how to talk about the emotions running through me. I don’t even know how to unpack them.

I grab my phone, scrolling through messages to distract myself, when I see a message from Dr. Carlson’s office. It’s a reminder for my lab work and follow-up. How has it been eight weeks since my last appointment already?

“Everything okay?” David rests his hand on my arm, sending tiny sparks through me.

Will his touch ever stop affecting me this way?

I nod and flick my gaze to his. “Just a reminder for my upcoming doctor appointment this week.”

“I want to come with you.” My head whips toward him, and my mouth parts. He repeats, firmer, “I want to come.”

“David, I’m fine. There’s no need—”

“No need?” He snorts, whispering. “You’re my wife, and I’m worried about you.”

Hiswife.

“David,” I narrow my eyes, my heart pounding so loud it’s hard to focus.

“Cat,” he counters, attempting to stare me down.

When I drag in a deep breath and slowly exhale, I see his lips press together. He nods. I shake my head and turn my face away from him.

He isnotcoming with me.

A thumb gently pulls my face to look at him, and a smirk lines his handsome face. My gaze falls to his lips, and his grin spreads.

“I’m coming,” he says, softly, leaning in to press his lips against mine, and I nearly turn into a puddle. “I want to be there for you. Please let me.”

My brows pull together, his eyes pleading with me to say yes.

He wants to take care of me?

My pulse races, and butterflies swarm my stomach. When he leans in and presses his lips against mine again, he whispers, “Please…”

How do I say no to him?

I’ve waited my entire life for someone who wants to be there for me. Am I really going to push him away now? Can my heart take it if I say yes, only to have our relationship end later?

He pins me with his gaze, and my heart stutters.

“Okay,” I say softly, leaning my head on his shoulder. When I feel his lips on my forehead, a small smile tugs at my mouth.

If this is what being in a loving relationship is like, sign me up for life, please.

Chapter Twenty-Eight

David

Thesunisn’tevenup yet, and Scarlett’s barging into my room, a click-clack on the floor behind her. My mattress dips on both sides, and I groan internally.

Cat and I finally got home a little after ten thirty last night to find Duncan and Ava snuggled up on the couch, watching TV.

I could tell by Ava’s twinkling eyes that she had questions, lots of them. Thankfully, Duncan scooted her out before she could ask anything, then Cat and I headed off to bed. In our separate rooms. I spent the majority of the night tossing until about thirty minutes before my door opened.

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