Chapter 20

Peter cracked the box open and held it out to me, revealing an artful arrangement of chocolate covered strawberries. My eyes widened and I bit my lips together to keep myself from gasping.

“I’m so gonna kick Katie’s ass.”

Peter laughed and scooted closer, situating himself so our knees touched and he could easily reach out and touch my face.

“You are amazing,” he said. My face heated instantly. The feather light touch of his soft fingertips brushed along my lower lip. “If I didn’t have to go, I’d stay here with you.”

I snorted. “No, you wouldn’t.”

“Yes, I would. I would stay here. We could get an apartment and a cat and have picnics every weekend.”

Wouldn’t that be nice. For a moment, gazing into his candlelit eyes, I let myself imagine it, coming home to him every night, spending evenings on the couch watching TV…Then I shook my head. “You wouldn’t be happy.”