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She releases a big breath. “Well, I need to pack,” she says, and I give her a heavy look. “Let me guess, you’ve already packed for me.”

I smile in response.

“Hunter Brigham, you are too much,” she says, brightening.

“Last call. Are you in or out?”

Dawn’s eyes slide shut as the SUV rocks over the country road.

“Oh, I’m in. I’m in forever.”

THE END