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coworkers' children were. Vicki's face took on a look of alarm. I felt that chill that meant it was time for us to leave.
    Jus felt it, too. "We should be going." He patted his backpack. "I have other gifts to distribute."
    Sophia gave him a gigantic hug that must have zapped the rest of her strength. "Don't go!"
    Jus had to pry her loose again. "I'll be back to visit you another time."
    "When I get my new heart?" She looked at him with wondering, hopeful eyes.
    I went cold.
    Vicki blinked back a tear. Jus just winked at her. "Way before then!"
    Later, as we walked back to the car after visiting dozens more sick children, I asked Jus about Sophia. "What's wrong with her heart?"
    "Dilated cardiomyopathy."
    I frowned, remembering one of the doctors mentioning it and something about forty to fifty percent five-year survival rates. "She's not going to grow up, is she?"
    Jus looked away. But not before I caught a glimpse of a tear in his eye. "Without a new heart? Probably not." He paused. "And how can you wish for that when it means some other five-year-old has to die?"
    I squeezed Justin's hand and felt myself falling a little bit in love with him. How could you not love a guy who cares so much?

Chapter Three
    K ayla
    On Friday morning, I got up with surprisingly few butterflies in my stomach and a big dose of excitement. Today was my first official solo TV interview as Justin's wife. I was psyched.
    Jus was up early, as usual, and sitting at the breakfast counter finishing a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice. While multitasking on his phone. Which I swore was almost surgically attached to him. When I walked into the room, he turned to look at me over his shoulder. His eyes lit up. He spun his barstool around so I could stand between his legs.
    As I bent to kiss his uplifted face, he cupped my butt. Right in front of Magda. Who was busy in the kitchen on the other side of the counter. Jus hugged me enthusiastically and nuzzled his head into my breasts. Which he was fond of doing.
    He swept a lock of hair behind my ear, wearing a grin that wouldn't quit. Jus always looked so damned happy when we had an audience. We'd fallen into the role of happy couple so easily. It was hard to resist that grin and not smile back.
    From the kitchen, Magda smiled knowingly at us, as if she approved, and turned away.
    "Happy two-week anniversary!" Jus gave me another quick kiss. If the way he was grabbing me was any indication, he wanted way more than kissing.
    "Two weeks already! Wow! Are we oldly-weds now?" I ran my fingers through his hair, smoothing out an errant lock. "Happy anniversary to you, too, babe."
    I found it amusing, and sweet, that he was celebrating our weekly anniversaries.
    He handed me a jewelry box almost too nonchalantly. "I was going to give you this tonight at dinner." His eyes sparkled. "But then I thought you'd want to wear it on the show. Go ahead. Open it."
    I bit my lip. "I didn't know this was a gift-giving holiday. I didn't get you anything—"
    "Don't sweat it! I just saw this and thought you'd like it. Open it!"
    "You are so impatient!" I pulled the bow off the box. When I opened the lid, I gasped. The most beautiful diamond tennis bracelet sparkled out at me. "Jus—"
    I almost said it was too much. I couldn't accept it.
    He put a finger to my lips to silence my protest. "Let me help you put it on." He put it on my wrist and fastened the clasp so smoothly, I wondered if he'd practiced.
    "Thank you." I kissed him again. I told myself it was expected. But, deep down, I wanted to kiss him. More and more often.
    "Do you have everything you need for the show? Did Marla make sure you have the giveaways for the audience? Of course, they're only crystal, not diamonds."
    I nodded. "Andrea picked them up yesterday while we were at the hospital. Andrea is amazing! So efficient, calm, and competent. I think she's trying to impress Lazer."
    A nearly imperceptible wrinkle formed between Justin's eyes. Lazer lending me an