OLD LADY FORTUNE TELLER? IN MY FINAL QUARTER OF XXXHOLIC?
IT’S MORE LIKELY THAN YOU THINK. APPARENTLY.
WHAT A CALL BACK?
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“Ask me again,” he whispers into the stale air of the safe house, heart pounding against his chest.
He can feel her frown against him. “Ask you what?”
He drops a kiss to the top of her head and lets his lips brush against the shell of her ear as he reminds her of the offer she made to him so many years ago in a train station in London: “Option three.”
She sighs against him, wraps her arms around his waist, and looks up at him, eyes sparkling: “Come away with me? Right now?’’
His yes is lost in the muffle of her lips against his.