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conversation with Daniel. It had been on a loop since we left the restaurant.
“Just going through everything I need to get done before the big day
tomorrow.”
Which was what I should have been busy doing.
Clad in my sleeping clothes too, I aligned the two pairs of heels—the
ones I’d wear and the backup—on the floor. Right against the wall.
Meticulously leaving the same space between them.
I stepped back, admiring my work. Nope.
Unconvinced, I knelt and rearranged them.
When I had something in my mind, I did one of two things. I
compulsively ate or organized. And considering we had just had dinner and
seeing the pile of neatly stacked clothes and perfectly in line items displayed
on top of the dresser, it seemed that this one time, it was the latter.
Out of the corner of my eye, I sensed Aaron plopping himself on the bed
with an ease and finesse no one his size should have.
“There’s smoke coming out of your ears.” He rested his back on the
headboard, and the wood complained under his weight.
I reached for the shoes again, moving them an inch to the right. “I don’t
think so,” I said in a clipped tone. Then, I moved the two pairs half an inch to
the left. “For that, I would need to be overthinking something. And I’m not
doing that.”
“Oh, but you are,” he said from his position on the bed. “Talk to me.”
I didn’t bother answering him. Hearing his sigh, I kept my focus on my
task.
Maybe if they face the wall—
“Catalina,” Aaron called.
And the way he had said it made me turn around and face him.
“Come here.” He patted the bed with his hand.
Brows bunched, I sent him a look.
“Sit with me for a little while, and then you can go back to torturing those
shoes into perfection,” he told me with a sigh. “Just for a few minutes.” Then,
he placed his palm on the comforter again. When I didn’t say anything or
move, he added very softly, like it would break his heart if I didn’t give him
this one thing, “Please.”
That please, that freaking please and the way he had said it, launched my
legs forward.
Before I knew what I was doing, my ass was on the bed, right beside his