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“Haven’t you ever had anything in your life worth sticking around for?” He cupped my face in his hand. I reached up and held it there for a moment with my eyes closed.
    That was a lot to consider. That was a lot to analyze. “I left home after graduation because I wanted a change. I needed more excitement in my life. Jolie and I agreed to never live in the same state twice. There was no need, not with fifty states to choose from,” I said with a shy smile.
    “And if you ran out of states?” He asked with a raised brow.
    “There’s always the Caribbean then Europe,” I said with a shrug.
    “Okay,” he began slowly. “This is a good start. This is what I want…to get to know you.”
    Shaking my head in confusion, I asked, “What?”
    “Renegotiating our terms. I want to get to know you. All the boring stuff…life by the typical stats: name, date of birth, occupation, last known address…phone number, email, that kind of thing. I want it all with you, Sin. I want the possibility of forever wrapped in a hundred million moments. I want us.” He stared at me intently, waiting for me to respond.
    “Forever, huh?” I managed.
    Shifting uncomfortably, he replied, “Yeah. You know. As much of a forever as any of us have.” He shrugged.
    My eyes narrowed in response. “Sure. We’re already fake married. Let’s have a fake life to go along with it.” Then I smiled.
    “This? What’s between us? It’s as real as it gets,” he said as he leaned in for a kiss.
    I kissed him back, but then I paused. “So this renegotiating…we’re really just breaking all the rules, right?” I asked, more timidly than I intended.
    “Right,” he agreed with a nod and a smile.
    “What’s our time frame?” I questioned.
    “Our time frame?” He sounded confused.
    My eyes widened. “Yes. Last time, we had a week. How long this time? I should let Jolie know,” I said trying to come up with a rationale for the question. I was not some clingy girl, but it was nice to know how to prepare my heart.
    “Oh, right. This is for Jolie,” he said, biting his cheek to keep from smiling. “Well, I don’t have a time limit. Do you? Is there somewhere you need to be?”
    “I believe I mentioned it before…I can work anywhere . Now you…you have a winery to run,” I challenged.
    “Yes, I do. And while it doesn’t run itself, I am fortunate to have a sister to run things while I’m away. Right now, I’m giving her loads of practice.” He winked at me.
    My head tilted while I considered his words. “So now what? What do you suggest?” Sure there was more than a degree of apprehension here. I was getting closer to him, allowing him in. It felt dangerous and scary. It felt like a huge risk, but not being with him would be a huge mistake. I had to let this run its course. I had to see this through. I promised Jolie. I meant it. Maybe I meant it a little for me, too.
    “Well, I suggest…we start sharing, we start playing the getting to know you game. I suggest we see if we’re as compatible outside of the bedroom as we are in. A cruise ship is no place to start a relationship,” he said seriously.
    Something about that seemed really funny to me. I burst out laughing. “Oh, and Vegas is better? Geesh.”
    “Okay. Good point. It is, however, on land.” He wiggled his eyebrows.
    I couldn’t stop smiling. Seriously. My face hurt. Every time I was around this man, he brought out the happy in me. “So, Ben, when is your birthday?” It was his turn to laugh. “Come on. I thought that was way classier than the old ‘what’s your sign’ question.”
    “Agreed. So, I’m a Sagittarius, sexy. I was born December 10 th . I’m thirty-two years old. I was raised in southern California. My hobbies are reading and traveling. I also enjoy pairing wine with food. Do you cook?” He asked with interest.
    Chuckling, I said sarcastically, “Sadly, no. There were not a lot of opportunities to cook growing up, and even fewer as an