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“No. It’s not supposed to be adorable either, but somehow you make it so.”
He scrunches up his face. “Acting’s hard.”
“Beats underwriting commercial real estate acquisitions. Although you do make it look easy. And sexy as hell.”
“Thanks.” He rolls his eyes. “I majored in sexy underwriting.” He shakes his head at me. “You used to be so prickly and thorny. I’m still not used to you being nice to me all the time.”
“Well, don’t get too used to it. I’m sure I won’t be nice to youallthe time. Hey, I was thinking of applying to work at Limestone Coffee. I remember seeing a sign in their window. If I work there, then I can see you when you come in for your Americanos. And then once the play’s over, I can let my modeling agency know I’m available again.”
“Ooooh. You mean I’ll be one of those assholes with a girlfriend who’s a hot model? Yesssss.”
“More like you’ll have a girlfriend who’s a hot asshole. Good luck with that.”
“Baby,” he says, reaching over to run his fingers through my hair. “Are you sure this is what you want? You could have any man in any town.” With his furrowed brow and his dark eyes, he looks so serious and a little worried, and it’s so damn cute.
I take his face in my hands, kiss him softly, and say, “Thank you. But I’d choose you and whatever town you’re in. Every time.”
