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Page 72 of Entwined

“For what?” His voice was soft, a hint of confusion in it.

“For everything.” I traced circles on his skin, thinking about how much he’d given me, how much we’d grown.

“Joey, you had something to do with it too,” he said, his tone serious. “I was stupid and arrogant.”

I placed two fingers over his lips. “It’s forgotten. And I have something for you.”

He frowned. “But Christmas isn’t for a few weeks.”

“I had the deed to the mansion transferred to your name. It’s already been filed.”

His brow furrowed. “Why?”

I chuckled, enjoying his confusion. “Because it’s yours. And without a prenup, I’ll get it from you in the divorce.”

He laughed, pulling me closer. “Sweet Josephine, you’ve got more money than me. I’d be asking for alimony.”

I giggled, resting my head on his chest. “Good thing we’re never divorcing.”

“Damn right.” He pressed a kiss to the top of my head. “We were made for each other, even if we took the backroads to get here.”

He was right. We’d taken the long, winding road, but in the end, we found each other. Even with our complicated family history, this—us—was what mattered.

“Ready for round two?” he murmured, his lips brushing my ear.

I grinned, already feeling my body stir in response. “Always.”

The End