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“No.”
“Basically, it’s figuring out how your partner receives love. Because if you need physical touch, and she only gives you gifts, you’re going to be hurt and angry all the time. You’ll assume she likes to shop when, really, she’s trying to do nice things for you. See what I mean?”
“I do.”
“Figure out Finlay’s love language and be sure to give it to her.”
“What’s an act of service? Do I change the oil in her car while she’s making dinner? Change the light bulb in that downstairs bathroom?”
“Yes. Do those things, for sure. But to really hit her in the feels, you’ll want to do something sweeter.”
“Like?”
“Jude, sweetheart.” Her tone softened like it used to when she’d come into his room after he’d been suspended and wanted to talk to him. “That’s for you to figure out.”
“Christmas is in three days.”
“Given how closely you watch her, I think you know exactly what makes her feel loved.”
Two things came to mind. “My time and attention.”
“See that? You know her heart.”
Confidence rolled in. “I think I do.” And that was when he knew exactly what he was going to do. “Hey, can you watch Cody tomorrow night?”
“Of course. I’d be happy to.”
“And can you get me into the gym at the high school?”
“Legally, you know I can’t do that.”
“But as the closest person I have to a mom, can you?”
Ava laughed. “You play dirty.”
Jude chuckled as he disconnected.
He had a plan.
And step one starts now.
Chapter Twenty-Three
After checking on Cody,Finlay practically floated down the hallway. She couldn’t wait to see Jude. During the day, they were surrounded by people, so it was only nighttime when he was all hers.
And she craved the kind of intimacy he gave. He focused on her, making her feel like the most interesting and sexy woman alive.
As she entered her room, she caught the scent of gardenias and heard the bathtub filling.
What’s going on?
She came to an almost comical stop. Because a dozen candles blazed on every dresser and nightstand.He found my stash?She’d kept them in a box in the laundry room, not bothering to unpack since she hadn’t seen a need. Her romantic relationship had ended, and with a houseful of guests, when would she have time alone to read or take a spa night for herself?
Curious, she peeked into the bathroom and found even more candles.
And Jude, standing there in his black jeans and boots, was pouring gardenia-scented oil into the tub.What on earth?Shestepped all the way inside to see little pink rubber duckies bobbing on the water’s surface.
Rubber ducks?Could anything be more adorable? She couldn’t believe it.
