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by Jamie McGuire

“See?” I said. “Miracles are possible. I hope one day you’ll see it.”

He smiled and shook his head. “I wake up to one every day.”

“Are you flirting with me?” I asked, batting my lashes.

“Damn right I am, Mrs. Trexler.”

I lifted my chin. “Say it again.”

He leaned down, kissed my forehead, his lips gently moving against my skin as he spoke. “Mrs. Trexler.”

I closed my eyes, trying to ingrain every sight, smell, and sound into my memory so it could last forever. “Say it again.”