After the conference was over, Winter and Julian went back to their apartment. Things had changed between them in the past few days, and their argument at the island seemed like it had happened ages ago.
And now, Winter had kissed him. It was like everything had fallen back to its right place. Winter did not want to think about what had happened before or what could happen in the future.
For once, she wanted to immerse herself in the moment. Because the moment was really good. Anytime she was not fighting with Julian was a good time, and she wanted to soak it up like a sponge. Knowing her life, there would be time to be miserable, but it was not now.
They mostly talked about work on the drive back to the apartment. The tension between them no longer existed–the wrong kind, at least.
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