“Okay,” I said, and then a tear dripped down my nose and into my mouth, and then another, and another, and I was leaking snot and emotions all over my face, stinging my road rash and I said, “I can’t stop,” laughing and wiping away tears.
He cradled my face very gently, tipping it up and said, “I can’t stop either,” and kissed the tip of my nose.
I leaned into him then, my head on his shoulder, and I whispered into his ear, “Me either. I can’t stop. Ever.”
Acknowledgements
I owe a very big thank you and many cookies to Allie Gerlach for the cover and wine and queso and support, Diane Bognar for editing and then editing some more, Rachel for beta reading, my blog friends and non-blog friends for being my cheering section and being so very supportive, and to my husband and children for being understanding, patient, kind and all-around amazing human beings.
About the Author
Chris Van Hakes is a writer and librarian based in Seattle. She loves love. She also likes magical things such as novels, high-fat foods, unicorns and you. You can visit her and say hi at her blog, readingandchickens.com, or on twitter @booksnchickens.
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Twenty One
Twenty Two
Twenty Three
Twenty Four
Twenty Five
Twenty Seven
Twenty Eight
Twenty Nine
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Acknowledgements
About the Author