“I mean it, Gracie. Thank you.”
“For what?”
“For everything. I mean, you gave me the best ten days of my life, and when they were over, I didn’t know what to do with myself. You know the saying,If something seems too good to be true, it probably is?”
“Yeah.”
“Well, that’s kind of where I put those ten days, once they were over. I didn’t want to reach out to you because you made yourself pretty clear in your last phone call.”
“Did you know I was drunk?”
“Not at the time,” he said. “I do now, of course, after reading this.” He holds up his phone.
“I’m sorry, Colin.”
He shakes his head. “I’mthe one who’s sorry. I destroyed your career!”
“No! You actually didn’t.”
“Ididn’t?”
“Nope,” I say. “You haven’t read the last chapter.”
“Why didn’t you send it?”
“Itoldyou. Because I didn’t know how it—”
Colin drops the shopping bag on the ground, places both of his hands on my cheeks, and pulls my face into his. His lips meet mine and my knees go weak. I reach my hands up and place them on his wrists, savoring the feeling of his forearms under my palms, the sensation of his tongue inside my mouth. I unravel right there on the street, shrouded in a moment of inexplicable bliss.
Eventually, he pulls back. “Ends?” he asks.
“Uh huh,” I nod. It’s all I can muster. I’m swooning.
“That’s the thing, Gracie.” He looks deep into my eyes. “I’m hoping it never ends.”
