It Had To Be You – A Cracks Novella Read Online L.H. Cosway

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Total pages in book: 39
Estimated words: 36177 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 181(@200wpm)___ 145(@250wpm)___ 121(@300wpm)
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“I don’t know. I just put it off for so long and made it into this big thing in my head.”

His features crinkled into the most handsome smile. “Well, that was silly of you.” He lifted one hand, holding my gaze as he pressed a kiss to my knuckles. A whoosh of breath escaped me.

“Yeah, I guess it was.”

“Yvonne?”

I bit my lip. “Hmm?”

His smile grew wider and impossibly more handsome. “I’m so fucking happy you love me.”

I couldn’t help smiling back at him. “I’m happy I love you, too.”

He chuckled low then dropped my hand, turning to grab something from his suitcase. He retrieved what looked like a small jewellery box and my heart started pounding again. No way. There was no way.

“I’ve been meaning to give you this,” he said, handing me the box and I relaxed a little. He wasn’t getting down on one knee, so that meant my initial reaction was incorrect. Thank goodness. Yes, I loved Conor but jumping into marriage was…well, maybe not so crazy, but still. There was no reason to rush into something like that.

I opened the box and found a key. Frowning, I glanced at him. “What’s this?”

“It’s for the townhouse. I figured since you come over all the time that you should have one.”

“Oh,” I breathed, my cheeks heating at the gesture. “Thanks, that’s great. I’ll get you one for my place, too.”

“You don’t have to. I just wanted you to be able to let yourself in any time. Besides, I have every intention of finding us a place to live together at some point.”

My eyebrows rose. “You’d want to move in with me?”

“Yvonne, you’re the love of my life, of course I’d want to move in with you. And it might happen sooner rather than later because I miss you any night you’re not in my bed.”

“I miss you, too.” I swallowed thickly, emotion catching in my throat.

Conor’s eyes flickered back and forth between mine. “So…maybe we should start looking for apartments?”

I leaned closer and pressed a kiss to his mouth. “Maybe we should,” I agreed and his hands went to my hips, squeezing.

He groaned. “Are you absolutely sure I can’t talk you into room service?”

I smiled and kissed him again, shaking my head before drawing away. “No room service. Now go get dressed. There’s lobster risotto on the menu with my name on it.”

“Lobster risotto? Actually, that sounds amazing and come to think of it, I’m starved. Okay, I’m getting dressed.”

God, I really did love him. Smiling down at the key in my hand, I went and slotted into a small compartment in my bag where it wouldn’t get lost. My heart was all aflutter at the thought of us getting an apartment together, forging a life.

It took us so many years to get here and I couldn’t wait to spend every single year I had left with this man by my side, in my bed, in my heart, and in my soul.

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