“Yes,” I say. “I am.” Nerves crawl all over me. How will he react?

He whoops and lifts me up, swinging me around. The alcohol-free sparkling wine in my glass sprays the kitchen, and I yell at him to put me down.

“I love you so damn much,” he tells me.

“I love you too,” I say.

Then I smile at him.

“Oh, no. I know that smile What do you want?”

“Fancy a holiday?” I ask.

“Where?”

“London?”

He groans, but his grin is all the answer I need.

* * *

The End

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