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  1. Dedication
  2. 1. Declan
  3. Declan
  4. 2. Hannah
  5. Hannah
  6. 3. Hannah
  7. Hannah
  8. 4. Hannah
  9. Hannah
  10. 5. Declan
  11. Declan
  12. 6. Hannah
  13. Hannah
  14. 7. Declan
  15. Declan
  16. 8. Declan
  17. Declan
  18. 9. Hannah
  19. Hannah
  20. 10. Declan
  21. Declan
  22. 11. Hannah
  23. Hannah
  24. 12. Declan
  25. Declan
  26. 13. Hannah
  27. Hannah
  28. 14. Declan
  29. Declan
  30. 15. Hannah
  31. Hannah
  32. 16. Hannah
  33. Hannah
  34. 17. Declan
  35. Declan
  36. 18. Hannah
  37. Hannah
  38. 19. Hannah
  39. Hannah
  40. 20. Hannah
  41. Hannah
  42. 21. Declan
  43. Declan
  44. 22. Hannah
  45. Hannah
  46. 23. Declan
  47. Declan
  48. 24. Hannah
  49. Hannah
  50. 25. Declan
  51. Declan
  52. 26. Hannah
  53. Hannah
  54. 27. Declan
  55. Declan
  56. 28. Hannah
  57. Hannah
  58. 29. Declan
  59. Declan
  60. 30. Hannah
  61. Hannah
  62. 31. Declan
  63. Declan
  64. 32. Hannah
  65. Hannah
  66. 33. Hannah
  67. Hannah
  68. 34. Declan
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  70. 35. Hannah
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  72. 36. Declan
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  74. 37. Hannah
  75. Hannah
  76. 38. Declan
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  78. 39. Hannah
  79. Hannah
  80. 40. Declan
  81. Declan
  82. 41. Hannah
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  84. 42. Declan
  85. Declan
  86. 43. Hannah
  87. Hannah
  88. 44. Declan
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  90. 45. Hannah
  91. Hannah
  92. 46. Hannah
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  94. 47. Declan
  95. Declan
  96. 48. Hannah
  97. Hannah
  98. 49. Declan
  99. Declan
  100. 50. Hannah
  101. Hannah
  102. 51. Declan
  103. Declan
  104. Epilogue
  105. Hannah
  106. Epilogue Two
  107. Grant
  108. Books by Nikki Lawson

“Is studying law what you really want to do?” She sits perfectly still in the chair with her legs extended and her hands resting on her stomach, but inside, I bet her mind’s going a thousand miles an hour. She takes several seconds of quiet before she finally opens her eyes and brings them back to mine.

“No, it isn’t,” she says so quietly that I barely make out the words. It’s probably the first time she’s ever said it out loud, but I highly doubt it’s the first time she’s ever thought it. “But I have to stick it out with school. Law’s not my passion, but I want the stability that a career in it will bring me.”

“That’s understandable. But there are lots of other paths to stability. Based on what I’ve seen, I think yoga could do that for you too.”

Hannah considers me for a second, turning my words around in her head. “Maybe, but I don’t want my parents to constantly worry about me being able to provide for myself if I tried to start my own studio. And I know they would.”

“I think you could do anything you put your mind to, and I’m sure your parents think so too.”

She smiles at me, but the soft hiss of rain cuts off the conversation. Hannah doesn’t seem like she wants to go inside, but I don’t want her catching a cold when she’s already running so low, so I stand up. “We should go inside.”

Hannah stands up too, but she walks over to me and takes both my hands in hers to squeeze them. “Stay here with me. Please?”

I look down into her gorgeous blue-and-green eyes as they search my face, silently pleading. She looks absolutely stunning with the setting sun’s rays hitting her perfect skin and rain drops falling around her, giving her a halo. I can’t tell her no for anything, so I pull her into my arms and lift one of her hands with mine to lead us in a slow dance. She chuckles as she follows my lead, and although there’s no music, I hear a symphony in my head.

Because as we slowly sway, our bodies and hands pressed together in perfect sync, I feel something powerful swelling between us. It’s hard to put my finger on it, but it’s a pull, a gravitation like she’s the sun in my solar system. Like she’s everything I want my life to revolve around. And in so many ways, she already is.