“Thank God,” Jesse whispered.
“Thank God,” Mac echoed.
“Oh, Mac,” Jillian chided.
Laughing, Jesse held on to them, linking the three of them into a unit. He kissed Mac’s forehead, and when Jillian tipped her face up to his, he kissed her lips, lingering just long enough to tell her that he’d missed her as much as she had him.
“I love you,” he said, his gaze locked with hers, willing her to see. To believe.
And Jillian did. She reached up, cupped his cheek in her palm and whispered, “I love you, too.”
While Royal bustled around them, the three of them stood together in front of the pie shop where dreams were born.
Staring into her eyes, Jesse vowed, “I’ve got my girls back and I swear to you, I will never let either of you go.”
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