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“Sorry,” I whisper, knowing I’ve crossed her boundaries once again. What we had in Key West, that insane connection, is still here and is as strong as ever. Smirking, I stand. “I have a feeling I’m going to be apologizing for doing things like that a lot.” “We’re supposed to be taking it slow, remember?” She chuckles. I shrug. “I know. But it’s hard when I finally have what I’ve been missing all these months,” I admit. “Yeah, what’s that?” River raises an eyebrow and studies me. “You.” Before we can get too caught up in each other, my phone vibrates in my pocket, and I realize I’ve lost track of time again. I reject the call. Dylan needs to find a little patience and give me a f*****g break. “Dylan and I will get your car from the diner and park it downstairs for you, so you don’t