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My eyes couldn’tat our touch I lifted our hold up and lightly placed ainst his hand How could I tell hioodbye?

He glanced over to ave me his half smile "You’re drunk?"

"A little"

"You’re happy?" he asked

"A lot"

"Thank you for invitingon my feet so much, but I loved it"

"She’s crazy about you," I said, staring at his lips

His eyes studied the darkened road as he replied, "I adore her"

Oh my heart It stopped Or sped up Maybe both all at once

I kissed his hand once ers traced every line that wound across his palm

When we pulled up in front of my house, Tristan lifted Emma from her car seat and carried her to her bedroo He took off her shoes and placed them at the foot of her bed

"I should probably head ho toward ht It was great" He placed a small kiss on ht, Lizzie"

"Don’t"

"Don’t what?"

"Don’t go Stay tonight"

"What?"

"Stay with me"

He lowered his eyebrows "You’re drunk"

"A little"