Nineteen

1667 Parole

London“For the first time in a very long time, I have no regrets, and my soul is completely at peace.” —London Wright My legs drape over Loïc’s as we sit in the airport. I probably look needy and clingy, but I just can’t stop touching him. “Here’s a red.” I place a red gummy bear, Loïc’s favorite flavor, in his mouth. “Thanks, babe.” He chews the gummy. “I still think it’s awesome that your boss gave you a four-day weekend.” “Please,” I scoff. “I work my a*s off for him. He’d better. Plus, I turned in all of my articles, so there wasn’t a reason for him to say no. I can’t wait to surprise Paige.” I grin. Paige has been out to visit me a handful of times, but I haven’t been back to Michigan since I left. “I can’t wait to see her either. I adore her.” “Yeah,” I agree. “She’s a keeper

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