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The echo of that long ago plea all but stopped Brax’s breath.
Had he been thinking of their first time when he’d made that pastry? Wishing for a chance to go back and do everything over again? Maybe. He’d wanted to give her something to remind her of when things hadn’t been complicated, and the only thing that had mattered was being together. He hadn’t thought beyond that, and the supply theft had derailed whatever half-assed plan he might’ve concocted. Not that he’d had a good one after being awake all night.
He’d come out here to beg her forgiveness. To talk about what might come next. Whether she could give him another chance to prove he could be something other than a short-sighted, temperamental asshole.
But he hadn’t expected this.
There was nothing on earth he wanted more th
