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    Once he did, they both stood there quietly for a moment.


    “Your hair was all over the ce,” he said matter-of-factly.


    She didn’t look at him. Her eyes stayed fixed on the still water, though her heart beat faster than before.


    After a pause, she whispered, “Thanks.”


    They stayed on the boat a little longer, watching the lights shimmer across the river before stepping off.


    As they walked away, Norton noticed her hesitating. “Want to go for another ride?”


    She shook her head. “Let’s walk a bit first, then head back.”


    He nodded softly, and they began strolling down the sidewalk together. “There’s just something about big cities like this,” she said, watching the busy street. “The night view’s amazing.”


    “If you want, we can keep walking for a while,” he replied, his tone light.


    She gave him a sideways nce and smiled. “You’re being unusually considerate tonight.”


    Before he could answer, she pointed ahead. “That bridge looks beautiful. Let’s check it out!”


    They headed toward the bridge. It stretched wide over the river, its design old and detailed.


    “Let’s go,” said Norton as they reached the base. “This bridge was built during a time of war. Wives of soldiers used toe here,” he said. “They prayed for peace and safety for their families. That’s why it’s called ‘Peace Bridge’. It’s been around a long time.”


    “I had no idea it had that kind of history,” Yvonne said, her voice full of wonder.


    They walked across it slowly, surrounded by pedestrians and the asional passing car.


    Yvonne turned to him, ready to speak, but before she could say a word, he stepped forward quickly. “Watch out!” he shouted.


    In a sh, he grabbed her arm and yanked her back. A car sped past, missing her by just inches.


    Her breath caught. She touched her chest, trying to calm herself.


    “Careful,” Norton said, his tone low and firm.


    “But you’re here to keep me safe, right?” Yvonne said, shing a bright smile.


    Norton was still rattled, but her easy tone made him exhale, worn out by her calm.


    Still smiling, she pointed at the sky. “That star’s glowing like crazy. Hurry, before it fades!”


    He looked up, then turned to her. “Do you really trust me that much?” She nodded, her voice teasing. “Of course I do. You’re the mighty Norton Burke.”


    Once, she’d loved him. But now… that part of her life felt like a different chapter.


    He saw the wine blush still lingering on her face, and something stirred in his chest. “Yvonne,” he said gently. She looked over, her eyes shining. “What is it?”


    That was it for him. He wrapped his arms around her and brought his lips to hers.


    At first, the kiss was soft. Then deeper. Sweetness and heat tangled between them.


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