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He brought her closer. “I’m glad I met you. I’m even glad I lost my memory.”

“I’m glad we met, too. But you shouldn’t say that about having amnesia.”

“It’s giving me a chance to start over.”

“This isn’t starting over, J.D. It’s a break from your other life.”

“I don’t care about my other life.”

“You shouldn’t say that, either. It’s important to care about who you are.”

How could he care about something he couldn’t remember? They didn’t talk anymore, and he was grateful for the silence. He didn’t want to disturb the bond. He wanted the luxury of knowing her in this way. He was in the moment. He was part of it. John Doe and Jenna Byrd, he thought.

He danced with her as if his amnesia depended on it, the heat between them surging through his veins.

This was a memory he would never forget.