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“Together,” I said.

He reached down, slid his arm behind my legs and picked me up from the floor. As I wrapped my arms around his neck, I sighed. There was more to Michael Ripton than most people would ever know.

And I was ready to spend a lifetime of lifetimes making him the happiest man on earth.

Effortlessly, he walked to the bedroom door, holding me in his arms. As we reached the door, he nodded his head.

“Get the door babe,” he said as he tilted his head toward the door.

I reached down, turned the door handle, and opened the door.

“You ready?” he asked.

“Ready?” I asked, confused.

“I suppose so,” I said as I looked around the room.

And as he took off running down the hallway screaming and laughing as he held me in his arms, I was certain. Absolutely certain.

A lifetime of lifetimes.

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