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“I’m done sharing you,” he growls, squeezing my ass. I wrap my legs around him. “And don’t think I didn’t notice you checking out Romeo.”

“I was not,” I reply, kissing his neck. “Maybe you should remind me whose property I am now?”

“Fuck, yes. I want you in just the cut and your heels.”

He all but runs until we reach our bedroom.

I slowly undress and then put the soft leather cut back on.

“Fuck,” he grits out, giving me a slow once-over.

“On the bed on your knees, baby.”

LU

The smile doesn’t leave my face when Haze opens the doors to my bakery and gestures with his hand for me to enter. It’s just as I remember but better. There are more tables and chairs for customers, and the glass-front refrigerator near the register holds a wider selection of desserts. I can’t wait to show off my cupcake selection there. I run my fingers over my pastel pink countertop, then step into the back, my eyes widening when I see the bigger kitchen—double the size of the old one.

“It is incredible,” I whisper, taking it all in. “It’s like you took it straight from my wildest dream.”

Haze kisses the top of my head and then shows me the refrigerator and freezer. “I added in a panic room in case there’s ever an emergency. You can go in there and call me straight away. No one will be able to get in… you lock it with a code. And it’s fireproof.”

I turn my neck to look at him and find his gaze already on me, watching my reaction. He looks a little hopeful, maybe. He wants me to love it. And I do. How could I not?

“It’s perfect, Haze,” I rasp, my voice hitching. Facing him, I go up on my tiptoes, and he lowers his face so I can kiss him. “I love it so much, thank you. I still can’t believe you did all this for me, bought the damn building without even saying a word.”

Haze didn’t want anything in return. He just wanted to take care of me. I don’t know many men, if any, who would do something like that.

My man has always loved me and wanted me to be happy, even if it wasn’t with him.

I was angry at first that he didn’t just come to me, but I get it now.

He wanted me to live my dream.

But little did he know my dream has always been him.

Haze

Four Months Later

Singing for a crowd, but Luella is still the only one I can see.

My eyes follow you everywhere you go.

Room full of people, but it’s like we’re alone.

You see me.

You have since you looked at me through our windows.

Now that I found you, I’m not letting you go.

Luella is front and center, standing with Xanthe and singing along to my lyrics. My first album was a hit, and I’ve agreed to do a tour as long as Luella will come with me.

I haven’t seen Aspen since that last time, and I have reservations that I could ever forgive her for what she put Luella through.

Yeah, I’m all she has, but she should have appreciated that a little more instead of trying to harm the love of my life.

After I finish my set, I put down the guitar, and Luella meets me backstage, running and jumping into my arms. “You were incredible.”