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“I don’t know.”

“A good night’s sleep maybe?” She smiled softly and he couldn’t help but smile back.

“Yeah. Maybe.”

Because he had slept well. Better than he had in ages. He’d slept the whole night through, no nightmares or cold sweats. He’d been warm and content and happy. He’d slept on a lumpy mattress under sheets that had seen better days and it had been the best sleep of his life. Because he’d had Lance tucked against him and he’d gotten to wake up to that gorgeous face and smirking smile.

And that was what had changed his mind. Even if he couldn’t tell Lemon. Even if it complicated the hell out of his already complicated life.

He’d decided to stay in Fate because he wanted to wake up next to Lance Nichols again. He just hoped that Lance still wanted him to stay. And he really hoped that trusting his feelings for a man that was practically a stranger wasn’t going to end up being the second biggest mistake of his life.

Apparently, the Trent Thorne persona hadn’t been a complete lie after all. He might not be a lady’s man but here he was mooning over a guy and wanting more than just one night. Turns out, Trent Thorne really was a hopeless romantic.