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Caleb walked into the dive shop, wishing someone else could bring all the equipment in for him. He wasn’t used to doing so many dives every day for weeks on end. Even though he was the instructor, he did everything his students did, and every muscle in his body was sore. For a brief moment, he allowed himself to wonder if he was starting to get old.
He brightened when he saw Bree, who was organizing some water bottles on one of the shelves by the cash register. Sneaking behind her, he placed his hands over her eyes. He felt her tense up, and then realized how terrifying it probably was. A random person coming up from behind, putting their hands on her face. Taking away her vision…
“That better be you, Caleb, or so help me, I’ll—”
He smiled and spun her so she faced him. “You’ll what
