“What?” I let go and nearly fall to the floor but Cruise catches me, dots a kiss over my forehead, easy as breathing.
“A certain journalism major”—he nods in Blair’s direction—“made sure what I chose to do in private was well documented.”
My hand flies over my mouth at the horror of it. “It was with me, wasn’t it?”
His brows rise. “She had a copy of the revised syllabus. How did she get it?” He sounds honestly perplexed.
“The syllabus?” I take in a sharp breath. “That day in class.” I blink into the epiphany. “I dropped my book bag, then ran out the door with you. It was the day your mom broke her leg. She gave me the papers the next time I saw her, and I bet that was one of them. Sorry.”
“Don’t apologize.” He sinks a kiss over my lips. “I don’t mind running the bed and breakfast for now. I’ll happily accept it as my destiny but only if it includes you.”
“For sure it includes me.” I tip into him and bite down on a smile. “I can warm the beds at night with my body.”
“Just mine.” A naughty grin blooms across his gorgeous face. “You do realize that I’m going to have to arrest you for taking off with my heart again.”
“Sounds like an incarceration is in the works.” I gravel it out low and full of wanting. “Rumor has it you have the capability to induce a triple play of pleasure, all in the same night. True or not true?”
He ticks back his head, withholding a laugh. “I think you’d better find out for yourself. Why don’t we get out of here and put some rumors to rest.” He takes me in, and his smile softens. “Engagement—long or short?”
“Very, very short.”
Cruise secures me over his waist and walks us out of Alpha Sigma Phi while kissing me with a tender affection. Bodies part like the Red Sea as we land outside under a bed of crystalline stars.
“Move back into the house with me, Kenny”—he closes his eyes a brief moment as if to stave off pain—“and please don’t ever leave.”
I brush my fingers over his cheek.
When you get right down to it, Cruise Elton was never a player. He has the face and heart of an angel, and he’s all mine, forever.
I wrap my arms around his neck and whisper, “Take me home.”
We press in a kiss under the magical lavender sky.
Forever begins tonight.
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Acknowledgements
To my husband, you rock my world. No more falling from rooftops, please.
It would be hard to have an acknowledgements section and not thank the wonderful Amy Eye for inspiring me to venture into this project. You save me from impending doom and disaster time and time again. You are an angel of the highest order. And, thank you for including Kenny and Cruise in Christmas Lites II. You are a doll.
Of course, I want to profusely thank Sarah Joy Oaklief, who truly deserves a superhero cape. Thank you so much for all you do! Be warned, if we ever meet up, there will be a hug-fest.
To Heather Smiddie Robbins, thank you for your ninja proofreading skillz. There just aren’t enough letters in the alphabet to express how amazing you are. You really are a “Supa Gurl.”
To my wonderful readers, you bless me every day. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for all of your kindness and support. I love you like family.
To Him who holds the world in the palm of His hands—to your name be the glory, and power, and honor, forever. Your word is manna for my hungry soul. I owe you everything.
About the Author
Addison Moore writes young adult fiction and romance. Previously she worked as a therapist on a locked psychiatric unit for nearly a decade. She resides on the West Coast with her husband, four wonderful children and two dogs where she eats too much chocolate and stays up way too late. When she's not writing, she's reading. Addison’s Celestra Series has been optioned for film by 20th Century Fox.
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