Logan lowers his head close to mine. ‘Just know this, Ivy Calhhoun,’ he begins. ‘If I werena a ghost I would open all door for you, properly.

Me: No, I’m not. I feared you’d shank me earlier. But I had time to think about it today. Brax: Shanking you didn’t even cross my mind, Gracie. A few other things, def, but not that. So you’ve been thinking about me today? Swell. It must’ve been that kiss.

I’m in love with you,” he said again. “You’re forever, Sunshine.”[...]“I’m in love with you, too, Braxton Jenkins.” Tears filled my eyes. “Forever won’t be nearly long enough.”“Sweetheart,” he said, his eyes holding mine. “Forever is for fuckin’ sissies. Pardon my French, but let’s go for eternity, yeah?

Mairidh mo ghaol gu siorraidh, Ivy Calhoun," he says, and I already know that means "I'll love you forever.

Logan lowers his head close to mine. 'Just know this, Ivy Calhhoun,' he begins. 'If I werena a ghost I would open all door for you, properly.

You're crazy,' I say.'Aye,' Logan says. 'Crazy about you.