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“You’re staying.”

“For the next three years at least. That’s how long my contract is for.”

“Three years.” He pretended to consider it, and then he snatched her up again, pressing his mouth against her throat. “Okay. I think I can work with that.”

“You can? That’s a relief.”

He laughed, taking her hand and pulling her over to the booth. Clint switched places with Bowie, giving them room for Lee to join them. She smiled brightly as they all greeted her, her face glowing as they chatted happily. But she couldn’t possibly be as happy as Westin was to have her there, to be able to hold her.

Now his life was perfect.

“Hey! What’s that?”

Remington smacked the window before jumping up, climbing over Bowie and Landry on his way out the door.

“Here we go again,” Clint mumbled as he chased after him.

~ THE END ~