Whatever You Want Most

Cal grinned as she questioned his family heirloom. It was the same look everyone gave it, although this time, he knew exactly who it was pointing to, and that would be his proof. “That compass you hold, love. It points to the thing your heart wants most. Me heart, it wants that tome most, so it led me to it. Now you, love. Your heart wants your husband most, so the needle is pointing to him. Now that you know what’s so special about, would you be a dear and get me that book? Your husband’s waiting.”

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