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The seat is comfortable, and I ease into the cushions. Last night, I didn’t get much sleep, so I try and relax.
I close my eyes, trying to get a few hours of rest before I have to face Enzo again. But he’s right there in my dream again.
I’m standing right in front of him, and he’s taller than I remember.
I love you. I’ve missed you more than anything. Can we please make this work out?
I wake up and my heart breaks again. How I wish the dream could come true.
The screen in front of me lets me know there are still three hours left into the flight.
Threehours before I find out what my story with Enzo amounts to.
Will I just have a rude awakening or is Laurie right and I’m about to start living my happily ever after?
The wait might just kill me.
32
ENZO
Sheshouldbehereany second now.
I’m dressed in my finest shirt, perfectly ironed, crisp, hair slicked back, buttoned up.
It’s the most effort I’ve made in my appearance in months.But this moment deserves it all, and more.
The flowers I’m holding crinkle in their paper sleeve, as I wait outside the airport arrival terminal.
There’s a sea of faces in front of me—blonde, tall, stout, muscular, thin, round, old, balding. My eyes scan each one, left disappointed every time it’s not her.
And then, there she is.
“Quinn.”
She doesn’t notice me immediately, but I’m knocked out by her beauty at all once. She’s filled out in her curves, more than I remembered, and has a glow to her that I cannot keep my eyes off of.
She’sgorgeous.
Right then, I know I’m never letting her go again.
“Quinn.” I wave my hand in the air, and finally catch her attention.
Her cheeks flush as soon as she sees me, and she bites down on her lip.
I want to be the one biting on it instead.
“Enzo.” She’s a bit breathless when she reaches me, and her eyes widen as I hand her the flowers. “Oh. You didn’t have to do this.”
“I know, but I have to make up for a lot of things I never did before.”
She’s looking at me as though she doesn’t quite believe it’s actually me. To me honest, I’m having a hard time believing she’s finally here too.
“I thought…” She frowns. “I thought maybe Valentino or a driver would pick me up—”
I can’t help myself, so I take her in my arms, embracing her, and she nuzzles her face into my chest.
What Ireallywant to do is reach down and kiss her. In front of the entire world. Claim her in a way I never did before. But I don’t want to startle her.