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the no-talking rule he had enforced. Many times, after sharing something personal about herself, she ended up with that feeling of wanting to run, relieved she could hide behind her texts until she was ready to reconnect again.
    “Marc?”
    “Mmm-hm?”
    “Am I the only one?” Her heart was already aching for him. She didn’t think she could bear it if there was another woman in his life.
    “You’re my only girl. My only…love. Sorry, I don’t care if you’re not ready to say it. It’s how I feel. I had one big barrier and you crushed it. I’m sorry for it now, but you’re stuck with me anyway.”
    Snuggled against him, she turned to kiss his chest and lay her cheek against his heart.
    Time to figure out who you really love . Kate’s words filtered in, and Lauren didn’t run from them this time. She didn’t want to be judged for who she loved. There was little enough genuine affection in the world. She did not regret her feelings for Marc one bit—even if she still needed time to see what was real and how deep it could go. It was real enough for now.
    And as far as loving herself? For months they messaged each other, sharing only the parts they wanted each other to see. Somewhere along the way, Lauren bought into her own perfect story and started to see herself as Marc did, confident, sexy and lovable. Her flaws faded in importance, no longer a focus or a crutch in her real life. Like some magical elixir, their limited communication had made her fall in love with herself, and him too, and wasn’t that just perfect?

 
     
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    Ten days is a long time between perfect moments, and Lauren was in desperate need of a hot and sweaty reminder of what she and Marc had together. But he was still on the ship, out of cell range, and would be for several more hours. The only hot and sweaty she was going to get for now was a steep climb into the Santa Monica mountains.
    She waved to Kate, who was making her way through the parking lot to meet her at the trailhead, and hoped a vigorous hike would keep her frayed nerves in check. Lauren clicked on her phone and went to her text messages, scrolling through until she found the photo of Marc where he was, remarkably, fully clothed. A single raised eyebrow. Slightly parted lips she needed to skim with the tip of her tongue. The image made her cross her legs and clench. Lauren flashed the photo at Kate as she approached, munching on trail mix. “Isn’t he beautiful?” she gushed.
    “Yes. Actually looks a bit older in this one,” Kate said, wiping the corners of her mouth and trading the snack bag for Lauren’s phone. Lauren popped a small scoop of raspberry chocolate trail mix in her mouth. Of course. Kate’s favorite.
    In the only other photo Lauren had shared , Marc wore a baseball cap, tight black tank and bad-boy scowl. She and Kate swapped phone for trail mix again and headed out. “You’re excited to see him.”
    “I’m nervous as fuck. He’s so…gorgeous and…amazing. I saw that.”
    “What, this?” Kate pointed to her eyes and rolled them again. “Sorry you had to see that.” The two of them laughed.
    “Okay, okay. But can’t you just be happy for me?” So far, Kate hadn’t asked why they weren’t staying at Lauren’s place, which was fine. She didn’t want to talk about it. She was looking forward to the refuge of their little hotel room haven.
    “Honestly, it’s a bit hard when I really do believe these age gap relationships are hard to make work— however —I did get you something.” Kate pulled out her phone, tapped