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  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. Lily
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  29. Luke
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  31. Epilogue
  32. First Kiss
  33. Heart Words Preview
  34. Also by Nora Everly
  35. About the Author

But we weren’t going to be in the dining room tonight, or even out on the dock. I had reserved the private dining room. Up a spiral staircase in the corner and down a long hall was a small dining room that extended over the huge covered dock that hosted outdoor dining. It had pocket doors that opened on all four sides, so that it would feel like you were floating right over the water. Our first date, so many years ago, had been on the dock. Lily had talked about the private dining room, and what it would be like when we could finally go there together. Tonight, we would find out.

“Oh, Luke,” she said as I slipped my arm around her waist and led her up the stairs to the heavy, intricately carved wooden doors. “Do you remember when we were here last? We had so many plans, so much hope,” she whispered softly.

“I remember. We’re here to get it all back, Lily.” We paused at the door. I was lost in her. Being with her made me forget, made the pain go away. All my senses filled with her, and I wanted to stay this way forever.

16

Lily

We ascended the staircase and took our seats. The hostess asked if we would like a drink, Luke and I grinned at each other. “This time, we can have a drink,” I said. I would have to pump and dump later, but it would be worth it.

Luke chuckled and ordered a beer, while I ordered a lemon drop.

“I can’t believe we’re finally here together.” I smiled as I looked around the beautiful dark-wood-paneled room with its windows fully opened to the spectacular view of the river. The lights from the restaurant began to twinkle over the water as the sun started to set. There were candles in sconces on the walls and one in the center of our table. It couldn’t be more romantic in here even if Cupid himself were sitting in the corner firing arrows at us.

“I know. I remember,” he murmured.

“Thank you for bringing me here. This is perfect.”