Fallen Heirs (Windsor Academy 3)
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I smile back. “All you need to do is ask.”
“Good to know.” He winks.
“I wish my mom could see us now. See how happy we all are and that we’re together.”
I turn my face into Kingston’s palm as he places it on my cheek. “I’d like to think both our moms can see us. Hell, they’re probably hanging out in a fluffy cloud together, with their arms around each other like in that photo on the mantle, gushing about how their babies fell in love.”
I smile because I can picture it perfectly. “You think so?”
“I really do.” He nods slowly, searching my eyes. “I fucking love you so much, Jazz. I’m never going to stop telling you that, so if you have a problem with it, you’d better get over that shit right now.”
I laugh because only this man could pull off throwing curse words into a romantic statement like that. “Don’t worry, Caveman, I’m not going anywhere.”
“If you try, I’ll—”
I roll my eyes playfully. “Yeah, yeah, I know. You’ll hunt my ass down.”
His beautiful greenish-gold eyes twinkle with amusement. “You can bet on it, sweetheart.”
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