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Winter rubs her temples like she has a headache. I consider offering her an aspirin from my truck, or an orgasm. I hear those help too.
“Careful, that one’s got claws,” Cade offers right as Willa shoves a pointy elbow into his ribs. I grin. “That’s okay. I like having my back scratched.”
Being negative is exhausting, ya know? And I don’t have time to nap.”
“I think she’s okay. Happy but overwhelmed, if that makes sense?” “That makes perfect sense. If I wrote a dictionary, that might be the definition I put under motherhood.”
“I could fucking bury whoever made you believe you’re as unlovable as you seem to think.”
“That night we were reckless.” His voice cracks. “But god, I’d be reckless with you over and over again if it means ending up here.”
