Page 35 of Stripped From You

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I want to tell Alana loving her ismyweakness, but I think it’s definitely too soon to disclose that kind of information. Instead, I pull her close so I can make every minute of the twenty we have left count.

“What exactly were you smirking at before?” I pry.

“I was just doing what Emily suggested and thanking my lucky stars for a lot of different things.”

“Oh yeah?” I nuzzle my nose into her hair. It smells so clean it makes my senses tingle. “Am I one of those things?”

“Maybe,” she flirts, turning her face up to mine. Then she wraps her arms around my neck, and for the first time, it feels like she's really holding on.

“Don’t ever let go.” I probably shouldn’t have said that aloud. I’ll kick myself in the ass later.

“It doesn’t look like I’ll be letting go anytime in the immediate future.” Her response surprises me in the best possible way. I hug her a little tighter and she kisses my neck, causing goosebumps to erupt all over my body.

Please don’t ever let go.

Alana walks me out to my car, and we spend another few minutes kissing goodbye. Every time we part it feels like walking across hot coals. When she finally insists I go, I start up my Jeep.

“Bye, Baby.” I lean over and kiss her one more time.

“Bye,” she responds softly, kissing me back.

I grab her neck right before she gets too far. “My baby?”

Her warm brown eyes capture mine. “Yours,” she answers with a tiny smile.

A small flood of relief, and a huge wave of elation, washes over me.

“Good.” I brush her lips once more for good luck then throw the shifter into reverse, pull a K-turn, and speed down the driveway with my mind on two things. A hot shower and the image of Alana sprawled out over a granite countertop.