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"Hailey, I want to thank you for saving me earlier. I appreciate that you realized the need to let me know that Dad was coming home. Mitchell and I are not 'lovers' but I think I'm in love with the guy. We did do some serious petting tonight, but nothing below the waist. I am not on the pill, and I'm sure he'd be an incredible lover.

It gave me peace of mind knowing his was still beating. "I love you Jaxon" I whispered as I stood at his door. I quietly walked into my room. Death is the price you pay for love.

Only seriousness—and that made it harder to hold herself steady. Noah lifted her hands and pressed them gently against his chest. “Feel that.” His heart beat hard beneath her palms. “That belongs to you,” he said quietly. “You’re the first person I’ve ever said those words to.” She kept staring at him. “I love you, Grace.” He repeated it. “And I want you to stand with me. Not as my staff. Not as an executive. As my equal. Someone who stays when things get difficult. Someone who faces whatever comes instead of running from it.”

He told himself it would pass. He had a job that drained him. A schedule that left him mentally empty by the time he got home. Romance felt like something reserved for weekends, or vacations, or a future version of himself who had more energy. He told himself that love wasn’t about fireworks or constant reassurance, it was about showing up. Paying the bills. Coming home at night. Not cheating. Not yelling. He believed those things mattered more than words ever could. He thought that should be enough.

“Judging by the look on your face, you didn’t know that. He didn’t tell you, did he? I guess your relationship isn’t that perfect after all.” My lips purse. “I think he considers you his brother and that’s why he didn’t tell me.” Noah snickers. “Keep telling yourself that.” “He does. Hardin loves you so much.” Noah’s hold on his phone tightens until his knuckles turn white. “Stop,” he says, his voice dropping an octave. “He’ll do anything for you,” I say the last bit quietly. Because I know it’s the truth. I’ve seen Hardin when Noah’s name comes up. Hardin may act all tough, but I’ve seen the love in his eyes when it comes to Noah.

"Ah. Right. Of course. The keys. Right this way... sir." I narrowed my eyes as we walked into the lobby. *Sir?* For a mechanic? "Friendly staff," I noted. The air smelled like white tea and money. "I fixed Henry's toaster once," Sebastian lied without blinking. He was good at this. Elevator. Top floor. Penthouse. Naturally. Sebastian placed his thumb on the biometric scanner. "Wow, that's some great plan your buddy have." "My buddy's cautious. Guess that's what having lots does to you," he replied.

Nadia tells her: "Real love is hard. It costs something. It requires you to choose someone over and over." Hook: Sophie has her first fight with James and instead of running away, she stays. She works through it. And she understands that choosing someone through difficulty is what makes love real.

I really messed up this time. Please Don't hate me Noah. I need some more time. ***** Love ❤️❤️ moniagnes

My Love - Westlife 💰💰💰💰💰💰💰💰💰💰💰💰💰💰 A bright morning, as bright as a Korean artist's smooth face. I'm ready to wade through the world of work this morning. Today, I am so excited about going through, the beginning of a career in my life. A new beginning for a new spirit.

He said looking at me. He moved closer and continued talking. “I want you to know that I have admired you all these years Shadrach. I loved you all these while. I just couldn’t have the courage to let it out to you and moreover, my heart keeps breaking as I saw those guys tripping over you day by day. I get paranoid and discouraged whenever I remember that they are out of my league. My heart gets even weaker when I watched you confess your love to Michael. But I am sure all that is over and I hope it is my turn to have you now. I love you Shadrach.” He said looking tensed.