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I couldn't stop myself from asking, "When?"

"Soon. And it wasn't the only thing I wanted to say. I mean, I had a reason for waiting."

"Really? What?"

"No comment." He leaned his forehead against mine. "…yet."

"Oh come on," I said. "I mean, we've got time, right?"

"Not as much as you'd think," he said. "Your sister will be here in forty minutes."

"How do you know?"

"Let's just say she's not coming alone." He reached out and caressed my face. "I missed you."

His words, his touch, the look in his eyes – all of it was a balm to my battered soul. I leaned into his caress. "I missed you, too. And you know what?"

"What?"

"I'm thinking…" My pulse quickened like it always did. "Maybe we should talk later, anyway. I mean, forty minutes, that's not much time."

His eyes filled with humor. "For what?"

Yes, I knew we had a lot to talk about, but suddenly, all I wanted was to feel his body pressed tight against mine with nothing between us. I gave him a secret smile. "To see what you've been missing."

Now he was smiling, too. "Don't you mean whatyou'vebeen missing?"

I stood and grabbed his hand. "That too."

Chapter 75

Becka

True to Jack's word, my sister arrived within the hour. She was accompanied by Flynn, who'd apparently flown in with Jack on his private jet.

When Anna and Flynn walked into the hotel suite, laughing, I wanted to laugh, too – even though I hadn't heard the joke.

As Jack and I watched from the sofa, Flynn pulled Anna close and told her, "I'll deal withyoulater."

She smiled up at him. "Promise?"

He grinned. "You know it."

With Jack at my side, and my sister looking so happy, I felt like everything was finally clicking into place. As for myself, I was weak-kneed and smiling from ear-to-ear, thanks to the amazing guy sitting next to me.

As Flynn shut the door behind them, Anna looked to me and said, "Guess who we saw in the lobby."

I gave a dramatic groan. "Oh, no. Don't tell me. Imogen?"

My sister nodded. "Yup."

I was almost afraid to ask. "What was she doing?"

"Arguing with the concierge," Anna said. "And she was drunk off her ass." Anna made a face. "She kept ranting about Batman. The whole thing was so bizarre. You should've seen her."

I tried to laugh. "Ididsee her." I looked to Jack. "I guess she didn't stay in her room, huh"

He shrugged. "I guess not."