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“You’re the sweetest,” Cash murmured. “Now, kiss me already, and tell me that you’re my boyfriend.”
“I’m your boyfriend,” I said, my head spinning. I hadn’t ever thought I’d have that label again.
He drew me down into a chaste kiss. I traced my tongue along his lips, prompting him to open with a soft sound of need. Brooks made himself scarce, and I relaxed into the kiss.
When we broke apart, Cash’s grin was mischievous. “So, you were really jealous, huh? Of Danny.”
“Of course I was.”
“Because I’m yours.”
“Well, that’s kind of a caveman attitude.”
He smirked. “Say it, Declan.”
“You’re mine.”
“With feeling.”
I leaned in, growling into his ear. “You’re mine.”
He sagged against me. “Fuck, that’s hot. I can’t wait until you let me get on my knees for you again.”
“Maybe I’ll get on my knees for you.”
He groaned. “So evil.”
I laughed. “Have a good day at work, Cash. I’ll pick you up for that dinner date.”
He drew back. “You still want to do that, even though we talked already?”
“I can’t let Danny be the first one to take you on a date.”
Cash grinned. “Pretty sure the plan with Danny is off. Once I go out with you, Abe won’t ever buy his ruse.”
I hesitated. “Do you want to wait?”
“No way. Declan Sullivan is asking me on a date after I’ve been flirting with him for two years. I’m not saying no to that.”
“Two years? It hasn’t been that long.”
Cash patted my cheek. “Ah, my sweet summer child. It’s probably beenlonger.It just took you a while to notice me.”
“I see you now.”
His eyes met mine. “I see you too.”
“Tonight then.” I pressed one more kiss to his lips before pulling away, though it was hard. I wanted to hold him all day. I wanted to touch him for a week, a month, a year. I wanted to possess him—every smile, every brush of the hand, every hug and kiss—until everyone knew that Cash had chosenmeabove all others.
And he could have so many others if he wanted.
My old insecurities tried to rise, but I silently told them to shove it. I had found a man who was patient, sensitive, affectionate, and sexy without asking for anything in return.
Cash Hicks was the holy grail of boyfriends, and he wasmine.
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
Cash
