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Because we didn’t do much talking when we were together.

“I know.”

“I want to take you somewhere. You can’t be here and just work. I know you’re here to do that but baby, this is Japan.”

I smiled and wrapped my arms around his neck.

“I can’t believe I’m here. It’s good to be back, and be here with you.”

“And mine.” He added with pride.

He’d taken to calling me his the other day.

“Forgive me I completely forgot that I was yours.” I laughed.

“Don’t let me have to put my mark on you.Tai’s girl.”

God, I would have given anything to be called that when I was younger.

And, there was that feeling of having everything again.

“Do I get to call you mine?”

He took my hand and held it close to his chest. I pressed my fingers to his bare skin loving the feel of his corded muscled beneath my palms. He was shirtless just the way I liked him.

“What do you think princess?”

“I don’t know, you have to tell me.”

He tweaked my nose playfully and lifted the little pearl hanging from my chain.

“I’m all yours, every piece of me. Tats and all.” That wicked smile filled his face.

“Okay Phoebe’s guy.”

“Yup, that is me.” He laughed, but then concern filled his eyes. He took my hand again and brought it back to his chest. His heart beat rapidly and he pulled in a breath.

“What’s up?” I asked when he started to look a little uncomfortable

“I wasn’t going to say anything, but I feel like I should. You can tell me to mind my own business, and I won’t be offended I swear. Mitsuke told me something a few weeks back.”

God, I totally forgot. I was expecting this conversation, but I was so wrapped up in him that I didn’t even register that we hadn’t talked about my failed marriage yet.

“She told you that I got married and now I’m divorced.” I filled in.

He looked surprised. “Yeah, she told you she spoke to me?”

“She tells me everything.”

“We don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to.”

We should definitely talk about that. I could talk to him about that, at the very least. It would give some context to what happened to me.

“I want to.”

“You sure, because when she told me I truly wanted to kill this guy who I’ve never met.”

“It’s okay. But thanks for wanting to protect me.”