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I wanted to be swept away.

I went to work the next morning, tired and emotional and still uncertain what would happen next.

We got busy fast, and again I looked up every time the door opened, hoping to see Miles walk in. Around ten, I was surprised to see Skylar come in, a big grin on her face.

“Hey,” I said, pouring coffee for someone from behind the counter. “What are you doing here? Not working today?”

“I’m going in late. Can you take a break? I have to show you something.” Her eyes twinkled, and I wondered what she was up to.

“OK. Sure, come in the back.”

She came around the counter and followed me through the kitchen into my little office. “Have your phone?”

“It’s right here.” I reached into my purse, which was sitting on the desk. “What’s going on?”

“Did you see Miles’s post today?”

At the mention of his name, my heart quickened. “No. Why?”

“Look at it.”

“Why?” I asked again, but I was already searching for it.

“Just look.”

I searched his name with trembling fingers and fidgeted impatiently while the results loaded. Scanning the top hits, I clicked on the right one and gasped when I saw the title.

It Happened. I’m in Love.

I know what you’re thinking.

It’s impossible. The only thing that guy loves more than his dick is…well, nothing.

And a couple months ago, you’d have been right.

But there’s this girl, see? Remember Cinnamon Buns? It’s her.

Her name is Natalie. I don’t remember not knowing her. We’ve been friends forever. But I’ve always wanted to be more.

I’m glad I had to wait, though. I needed to wait.

I don’t think I would have appreciated her enough five years ago, or one year ago, or even six months ago.

But now…

Now I can’t breathe when I see her.

Now I can’t sleep without her next to me.

Now I can’t be happy without her in my life.

Now I can’t believe I ever thought she wasn’t the one.

I once told her I wasn’t capable of loving someone completely and forever, but I was wrong.

I was so wrong.

Now I want to spend the rest of my life proving it to her.