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they could leave.” She turned her face to where she’d last seen them. “I’m sorry I lied . . . but I’m going to miss them.” She tipped her head back suddenly to look at him. “Is Jimmy okay? Oh God. Come on, you need to be with him. He’ll never believe a thing I say after—”

She almost slipped when she came to the end of her arm and he didn’t budge. Staggering back, she felt his arms come around her and knew she was safe.

She was half laughing when they came face-to-face, his arms locked around her waist, her hands on his forearms—but he was dead-dog serious.

“I feel we should continue your lessons before we go any further.” He had a tone that was even more annoying than her mother’s, but she owed him one this time, so . . .

“First, no more lies.”

“I promise.”

“Even if you don’t think I’ll believe you, at least let me decide whether or not I think you’re nuts.” She nodded. His mood was clearing quickly. “Second, don’t worry about Jimmy not trusting you. Just be yourself and let him love you.” Another nod despite the speculation on her face.

“And thirdly,” he brought a hand to her face, caressed her cheek with his palm as he skimmed his fingers through her plaster-filled hair to the back of her head and drew her closer. “I want to reiterate that part of your lesson about you being completely lovable, so pay attention.”

And he kissed her.