Chapter 93

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“You love me, don’t you?” I asked Gregory, who was seated next to me on the couch, a laptop each in our laps.

When I didn’t get a response right away, I looked at him. Gregory’s eyes were narrowed. “What did you do?”

I huffed. “Why did I have to do anything? I just like to hear you say it, is all.” God, he knew me so well.

Gregory still didn’t appear to believe me, but he said it anyway. “I love you. Now, spill it.”

I mock-pouted. “It was for your own good, I promise.”

And now Gregory closed his laptop and set it on the floor before turning to me. “I worry whenever you say that.”

Sighing, I handed him my laptop. “Read the email. Please.”

He gave me another look before focusing on the screen. I nibbled on a fingernail while watching his facial expression. He didn’t blink or show any emotion when he handed the computer back to me, though I thought his chin wobbled a little. He leaned back against the cushions, crossed his arms, and stared at me unflinchingly.