CHAPTER TWENTY-THREEHarrison
Harrison twisted the wedding band in his fingers. He hadn’t meant for her to see it, and he wasn’t sure how he felt about it yet. Her facial expression gave away nothing. But the fact that she was still in his arms had to mean something.
“Why? To remind me.” He paused, unsure if he should continue. But the way Talia tilted her head with a curious smile encouraged him to continue. “To remind me how hard I need to work to be the man that you need.”
She shook her head with a light chuckle. “Harrison, you are exactly what I need. I’m still right here.”
“Are you really? I mean, yes, you are here in my arms, but as much as I want us to be, are we the same as we were that first night at the Blue Room?”
“No. I think we’re even better than that night.”
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