Total pages in book: 76
Estimated words: 73330 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 367(@200wpm)___ 293(@250wpm)___ 244(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 73330 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 367(@200wpm)___ 293(@250wpm)___ 244(@300wpm)
I was drowning in guilt and lived in the past, but with your help, I’ve realized it’s time to take charge of my life again.
And I really need to thank you for teaching me that even as an adult, it's okay to have snowball fights, make snow angels, ski down bunny hills, and laugh until I cry.
Levi White, you've changed my life, and I'll love you forever because of that.
-Fallon
PS—I sent something to your house. It should be there now.
It takes a few moments to wipe my face and clear my vision. She has no idea how much I needed that, and now I get to tell her tomorrow in person that I love her too.
Dasher lays his head on my arm as if he knows Fallon wrote us.
“Don't worry, she mentioned you too.” I pet him, but he starts whining. “What's wrong?”
He barks and jumps off of the couch, spinning around. He’s losing his damn mind pacing and yelping.
“Okay, relax! Dasher! Chill out. Let's go outside.”
At that mention, he bolts toward the door, and when I open it, my jaw drops.
FALLON
Where the hell is he?
I'm freezing my ass off on Levi's deck.
Why did I think this was a good idea?
Oh right, I’m trying to be romantic, and well, right now, it feels like a whole lot of bullshit.
What's taking him so long?
I know he read my email fifteen minutes ago when I peeked into his front window.
And yes, that makes me sound like the obsessive murder-y type, but I tried to time this perfectly, and he's ruining it.
Time for plan B.
I brought a dog whistle just in case I needed a little help from Dasher.
Here goes nothing.
When I blow it, Dasher barks. Then I do it until I hear his paws dancing across the hardwood flooring. I suppress a laugh when Levi yells for him to chill out. My heart races when the shuffling of his feet comes closer.
Finally.
Dasher will get all the treats for being the goodest boy.
“Okay, relax! Dasher! Chill out. Let's go outside.”
When Levi opens the door, Dasher immediately spots me and jumps up. Levi's eyes widen.
“Fallon?”
“Hey.” I smile, trying to push Dasher off me.
“Wh-What are you doing here?” Levi asks, shocked.
“Getting frostbite, apparently.”
“Jesus. Come inside.” He grabs my hand and pulls me in, then shuts the door behind us. “Your face is so cold.” He cups my cheeks, and I lean into his warmth.
“You took forever reading my email,” I murmur. “In hindsight, I should’ve just knocked.”
“Fuck, I'm sorry. I got a little emotional, and then Dasher lost his shit.”
I hold up the whistle and smirk. “I needed his help.”
He shakes his head with amusement. “So you really quit your job?”
“Yep. Handed in my last assignment yesterday and flew in this morning.”
“I can't believe you're here.” Our mouths crash together, and he twists his tongue with mine. “I've missed you so fucking much.”
“I missed you too,” I tell him as he presses his forehead to mine. “I couldn't walk away from the love of my life.”
He pulls back.
“Dasher,” I confirm, and he bursts out laughing.
“That little bastard stole my woman.”
I chuckle. “No, I'm all yours. That's if...you'll have me?”
“Fallon, I'm crazy about you.”
“I wasn't sure if surprising you would be inconvenient or—” I tilt my head when I notice the suitcases by the door. “Oh, are you going somewhere?”
He grins, scrubbing a hand through his hair. “Well, I was.”
“I'm sorry. I should've called. Just showing up sounds romantic in the movies, but—”
He closes the gap between us and takes my mouth again. “Baby, I was going to see you.”
“What? You were?”
“Before I got your emails, I had everything planned. Lucy was going to watch Dasher. I took off work for a week. I even bought one of those neck pillows so I could sleep on the plane.”
I snort, shaking my head in disbelief.
“Well, it's a good thing I came today because there wouldn't have been an apartment for you to visit me in. I moved out.”
“Good, because now that I have you here, I'm not letting you go.” He lifts me until my legs wrap around his waist. “Your article is brilliant, by the way. You're a talented writer.”
“I'm happy you liked it.” I bring my lips back to his. “I hope everyone else does.”
“They will.”
He walks us into the living room and sits on the couch with my thighs straddling him. I remove my coat and hat, then wrap my arms around his neck. Before I can kiss him again, he cups my cheek.
“You have no idea how hard I've fallen for you. Having you back in my arms is a dream come true,” he says so sweetly, then kisses the tip of my nose.
“I couldn't live with myself if I let the best thing that's ever happened to me get away. Falling for you was unexpected, but I can't imagine my life without you in it.”