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He laughed out loud. “That’s only because you insulted my aura, and even though I still have no idea that is, I was offended.”

“I didn’t mean to insult you. I just wanted to help you get out from under the dark cloud that seems to be following you.”

“You probably need to spend more time with me, then. Your sunshine will burn it away.”

“Hopefully we can clear away more of it tonight.”

That’s all she could afford to give him. She knew anything more would put her heart in jeopardy.

He shook his head. “I’m afraid I’m going to need the whole weekend, sweetheart.”

“I have plans tomorrow and Sunday.”

“Cancel them. It’s what the Universe wants. Why else would it have brought us back together?”

She narrowed her eyes and pointed a finger at him.

“You can’t keep citing the Cosmos as a reason to get what you want when you don’t even believe in it.”

He shrugged. “I believe in serendipity. It’s the only explanation for us continuing to run into each other.”

“Maybe in the beginning. But I think having friends in common is now the more realistic reason.”

“Doesn’t matter. A deal’s a deal.”

“But I never said—”

Aiden cut her off. “How about this. We spend the night together tonight, and we’ll wait to see if there’s a sign we should spend tomorrow night together, too. I think that’s reasonable.”

Dakota hesitated to answer, and he taunted, “You believe in signs, don’t you?”

Her brow furrowed deeper. “Why do I get the feeling you’re up to something?”

His eyes widened like she’d scandalized him. Holding up his middle three fingers and pressing his thumb against his pinky finger, he pledged, “Scout’s honor, I have nothing nefarious planned. I just know the Universe has my back.”

“You can’t—”

“Maybe you’re making me a believer, Sunshine.”

She snorted. “I doubt that.”

“Stranger things have happened…”

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Aiden

He figured since he’d never been a Boy Scout, he couldn’t be struck down for invoking Scout’s Honor when he said he had nothing dishonest planned.

Technically, he didn’t—yet. But he planned on coming up with something to convince her to spend the weekend with him, he was just waiting for the right time.

A sign, if you will.

Hehe. The irony was not lost on him.

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Dakota

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