Yours Until Forever Special Edition

<p><strong style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Planning the class science fair with my daughter's best friend's dad the emotionally unreadable billionaire who watches me like he sees everything I try to hide?</strong><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)> </span><em style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Disaster.</em></p><p></p><p><strong style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Falling for him?</strong><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)> </span><em style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Even worse.</em></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Gage Black is the last man I want to spend time with.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>He's ruthless. Calculating. The kind of man who doesn't ask; just decides.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>And now I'm stuck planning a first-grade science fair with him.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Our daughters are inseparable.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>We are... </span><em style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>not.</em></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>I like quiet mornings detailed plans and knowing exactly what comes next.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>He's all intensity silent stares and I'll handle it energy that scrambles my brain.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>I tell myself he's just focused.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>That the tension is a me problem not a him problem.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>And I almost believe it. Until he looks at me like I'm the most important person in the room.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Which is wildly inconvenient.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Because this was supposed to be about science.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Not... </span><em style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>whatever this is.</em></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Then someone comes after me twisting the truth threatening my career.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>And that's when Gage steps in.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Quietly. Powerfully. Like I already belong to him.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>He protects me. Stands beside me.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>And makes it dangerously easy to imagine more.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>But Gage isn't looking for casual.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>And I don't know if I'm ready for forever.</span></p>