Hate That I Still Love You

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I let out a scream so loud it startled the birds off the roof."AHHHHH!!!" I bolted out of the home office like I was on fire, practically slidi

dn't

pical. Man wouldn't even notice an earthquake. Without a word, I launched myself on top of him

ut with a dramatic click."Give that back-" He started to rise, but I

you listen!

ed toward me in mock slow-motion.

wrapped around my waist like a vice. I squealed as he lifted me effortlessly, spinn

e dropped me on the bed and hovered over me, grinn

!" I thrashed beneath him, laughin

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ff me. I have to t

you?" I stared at him. "Seriously?"His hopeful gr

ting up, my heart still

at

is eyes widened. "Wait... Landmark? As in-Landmark? The Landmark?"I nodded, breathles

led me into a hug so tight it nearly cracked my ribs."T

ck. "Can you believe it? My nam

g back to look me in the eyes. "

rushing hair out of my face. "I've been

o work, no emails-just champa

re co

no. But I'll order i

, hugging

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er signature baked chicken and garden vegetables. Scott and I sat across from each o

d with a smile. We clinked glasses."I mean it," he said more seriously. "This isn'

dn't."Scott didn't reply immediately. Instead, he reached across the table, fingers brushing mine, warm a

re you ever did. You have no idea how beautiful that kind of strength is, Ta

I knew that look in his eyes. Still holding my hand, he stood. My brow

art f

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is pocket and pulled out a small, velvet box. Oh my God."Tatiana Wilson," he began, gaze never leav

a laugh. "

ft click. Inside, nestled in midnight velvet, was a ring so stunning it stole the breath right from my l

the act-the business front, the calm smile. You saw me. And you still stayed."I was s

chapter. Through the chaos and the quiet. Through

oom b

today. Not tonight. And yet, there he was. On on

ps pa

retched too long. He stood slowly, slipping the box back into his pocket. "It's o

es sna

Yes, yes, yes!" He laughed, spinning me around in a blur of warmth and perfu

gasped against his lips.

slipping the ring onto my finge