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I feel my cheeks turning red. I’m not that good at taking compliments or heartfelt exclamations.

Wanting to add a little humor to this conversation, I say, “Well, now that I’m back, I’ll have to protect you from Christie.”

He laughs. “I’m happy to hear that.”

“Is there anything you want to ask me?” I question so that we don’t have secrets.

“Nope.”

“Really?”

“Jo, I’ll always listen to anything you want to tell me. The good, the bad, and the ugly. But I don’t need details about how many guys you’ve dated…orpracticedwith.” He smiles.

I grin back. “Is that right?”

“Yeah, I don’t need to hunt down some jerk and kick his ass.”

It’s odd hearing Beau be protective. When we were younger, I was usually the one protecting him. It blows my mind how much things have changed.

I change the subject again. “So, what do you want to do today? Or do you have big plans?”

“No plans. I usually do nothing on Sundays. It’s my day to relax.”

“Oh, okay,” I say, trying not to sound bummed.

“Do you want to hang out and be lazy with me?”

“That depends.”

“On?”

“On if I can walk around half-naked while we do it.”

He gives me a sexy grin. “I would be offended if you didn’t.”

Chapter thirty-four

A Lazy Day

Beau

“What are you supposed to be? A fairy?” Jo questions as she looks over my shoulder at the computer game I’m playing.

“I’m an elf.”

“What’s the difference?”

“Well, fairies fly.”

“And you don’t fly?” She asks.

“No, I don’t.”

“Why not?”

“Because I’m an elf, not a fairy.”

“Maybe you should have been a fairy. Flying would have been cool.”