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“I have never heard of this place.” She looks at me with an unsure expression.

“Do you trust me?” I slide my hand into hers as she nods. “You’re going to love it. Just promise me when you eat their signature dish... you won’t make the same face you do when you orgasm.”

She gasps as her hand lands down on my shoulder in a hard slap. I laugh as her cheeks flush. “Excuse me, I donotmake any sort of faces when I eat.”

“Whatever you say, little B.” I smirk, and she rolls her eyes. The waitress shows us to our table, and we take a seat. She places her phone in her bag which she had been holding the entire time. “I’ve been meaning to ask you...” My heart picks up speed again before I ask her. I lick my lips, my mouth feeling suddenly dry. “Will you come to Noah’s game in New York with me?” I don’t want to be away from her, and I want her there with me.

She smiles. “Actually, I’ve already bought my ticket.”

I almost choke at her words. “What... when?”

“When we were driving here. I was going to tell you, but you beat me to it.” I cannot remove the goofy grin from my face. Did she plan to be there for Noah already? Or maybe she has to be there for work? It doesn’t matter, what matters is that she will be there, with me. “But there’s one problem...” She pauses, causing me to hold my breath, preparing myself to hear the worst. “I haven’t made any hotel reservations... because I was hoping we could stay together.” She smirks, knowing she had me on the edge of my seat.

I shift in my seat. “I’m not sure I’m ready for that commitment.” I try my best to hide my smile, but I fail miserably.

“Please... who was the one on their knees last night?” She raises an eyebrow, and it makes my knees weak just thinking about my head between her legs.

“I’m a man of my word, baby. I’ll do or be anything you want me to, and if you want me on my knees, I’ll gladly give you what you want.”

Her cheeks flush as she reaches up to tuck her hair behind her ear. The waitress interrupts as she takes our order. I state that we must get their signature dish. Billie also orders a side of french fries. As soon as the waitress is no longer in earshot, I lean over the table.

“I’ll get on my knees every day if that’s what you desire.”

“Stop...” she whispers as her cheeks go redder than a tomato. She looked around as if to make sure no one was listening.

I chuckle as I sit back. “Leave the hotel to me. I’ll book it.”

The rest of the night is filled with conversation as we talk about how much we had missed out on in each other’s lives. She tells me about her journey with Finn, and I tell her about my journey with myself. It’s not as hard talking about the past with Billie now, knowing she would be a part of my future. I will do anything and everything to secure that.

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Billie

Iwatch as the birdsfly in the sky through the hotel window overlooking Central Park. Nate’s arms are wrapped around me from behind, his long, muscular body pressed up against my back. I link my fingers with his on my bare stomach. We spent a couple days doing all the touristy things... as you do, like seeing Rockefeller Center, The Empire State Building, Central Park, the Brooklyn Bridge... and today, all I want to do is lay here and be naked with this gorgeous man. For the first time in years, I feel at ease. The clouds in my mind have disappeared, replaced by clear blue skies. I revel in the feeling. Closing my eyes, I take a deep breath, capturing this moment in my mind. Nate’s hand begins moving, lightly sliding the tips of his fingers from my stomach to the middle of my chest. Turning around to face him, his eyes still closed, I give him a small kiss.

“Good morning.” My voice is croaky from just having woken.

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