“Promise me one thing more?” She leaned her cheek into his hand. “What’s that?” “That we’ll talk about what comes next for us, the minute I get back.” Gone the troubled brow. Gone the averted gaze. She radiated happiness like the sun coming up over the hills, making a fire of the few leaves still clinging to the trees along the creek. “That’s a talk I’ve wanted to have for a while now.”
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