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Page 114 of Making It Burn

“Your dad crying was unexpected.”

“He’s gotten very emotional since marrying Caroline.It’s actually kind of nice.”

“Your stepmom is a saint for dealing with my mother.”

“Your mother is...something.”Mason pressed a kiss to my neck.“But you survived growing up with her, so you’re basically a superhero.”

I laughed and turned in his arms.“Can you believe it’s been a year?”

“Since the office Christmas disaster?”

Mason’s expression grew serious.“Best year of my life.”

“Mine too.”I kissed him softly.“Partner.Homeowner.Out and proud.Look at us being functional adults.”

“Mostly functional.”

Mason’s hands settled on my waist.“Have I mentioned today that I love you?”

“Not in the last hour.”

“Unacceptable.I love you, Beau Thatcher, and our messy townhouse, disastrous cooking attempts, and the way you steal all the covers.I love building a life with you.”

My vision blurred.“I love you too.So much it still scares me sometimes.”

“Good scared or bad scared?”

“Good scared.The kind that means it’s real.That it matters.”I rested my forehead against his.“The kind that means I never want to lose this.”

“I promise you, Beau.My love is forever.”

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