Chapter 40
Chapter Forty
Decker
I keep waiting to wake up. Tonight was a dream, and I’ll wake up in my own bed, alone.
I run my hand down Pen’s arm, reminding myself that we’re here, together, and we are only going to move forward—together.
She’s asleep on my shoulder, and her hand is on my chest, and for the first time in as long as I can remember, the thing I want most is to be exactly where I am.
I press my lips to the top of her head.
She doesn’t stir, exhausted after our night of rediscovering each other.
I close my eyes and pull her closer, and for the first time in a long time, I don’t make a single rule.
Well, maybe one—Once you get her, don’t ever let her go.
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