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My stomach threatens to empty straight onto the ice. “No! Fuck no. I’m not just fucking her. She means more than that.”

“So, what exactly are you?”

“I don’t know. We’re just enjoying the summer, I guess.” What the fuck else can I say?

“But you’re into her, right?”

“You know I am.”

He shrugs his shoulders. “I don’t get it then. Just take the leap.”

“You think I’m ready to take on another relationship? Never mind a long-distance one where I barely get to see her. You know how the season is.”

Jon scratches his chin. “Yeah, it’s rough. I just…I dunno. You’re back to your normal self. It’s been a while since we’ve seen you smile, and since you arrived yesterday, one’s been permanently plastered to your face.”

I smile, again. “What exactly are you trying to say?”

His lips press together in a line. “You’ve always given it to me straight.”

“Yeah, I have. No point sugar-coating anything.”

His hands come to his hips. “I think Luna might be your Felicity.”

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

ZACH

Me

Just me hoping and praying my house is still gray and white and not pink…

Rocket

Unfortunately, yes.

Phew.

How’s Whistler?

It’s okay. Good to see the boys.

The temptation to tell her I miss her, to lay it on the line and tell her I’m struggling to keep away, pulls my fingers across the keyboard. But no sooner am I typing the words do I hit delete. Being away from her for a week is nothing compared to the months apart we’d face when I’m back in Seattle and on the road, and she’s back at work.

I think I might have most of the interior painted and finished for you when you get back.

You have been busy. I might give you some time off as a reward for being a good girl.

Oh yeah? No idea what I’d do with my free time.

I can think of a couple things…

You do keep me very busy. I don’t have much else to keep me occupied though.

“Texting Luna?” I look up to find Jon walking through the door and dumping his key card down on the hotel bed.

“Yep.”

“Man, she’s got you all caught up.”