Fake (West Hollywood 1)
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“I love you, too.”
I paused. He was so beautiful inside and out. All I could do was stare. “You do?”
“Why do you think I didn’t get on that plane?”
“Huh.”
“You can have anything and everything you want from me, Norah. I’ve told you before. Maybe this time you’ll believe it.”
“I believe it.” I smiled, heart full to bursting. Which would be messy, but oh well. I was starting to realize that love was like that. Messy and magical and everything in between. And hands down, living this reality with him beat anything up for offer on the silver screen.
THE END