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The only men I could talk to were the fictional ones from the books I sold.
relatable
“How about I touch my ear?” I asked, brushing my fingers over my earlobe. “Like this. If I need help.”
MAXON AND AMERICA
He listened with a smile on his face, like I was talking about the most interesting thing in the world.
I blew a breath out. “Bookworm.”
I’m literally obsessed with this nickname
My fists clenched when I thought about him touching her, his hands on her waist or in her hair. I pictured them tangled together in bed and my jaw tensed. Wrong. That was all wrong.
I’m sitting alone in my car grinning like a fool
“I like it when you tell me about this stuff.” He nudged me. “Talking about things you’re passionate about on a date is a good thing.”
HE JUST CONFIRMED IT WAS A DATE WITHOUT HER HAVING TO ASK 🤭
“No, you look beautiful like this.” The words flew out of my mouth.
I CANT
I had never told a woman she was beautiful before.
Took this of you today. Thought you should see it. It was a picture of me in the bookstore through the front window, shelving a book near the window and laughing about something with Liya.
YESSSSSSSS I love it when they take pictures of the people who are never in pictures
It was so easy to rest my gaze on her. Like it belonged there. Like looking at her was healthy for my soul.
ARE YOU KIDDING ME
Him taking care of me like I was something to be cherished made me never want to leave this campsite.
He watched me so intently, so clearly, like I was all he could see.
“That was Hannah and me.”
the way he doesn’t even hesitate to claim her
Attagirl. Can’t wait to hear all about it. My stomach flopped and fluttered.
same
“I’m still learning about the patriarchy, but my takeaway is, we’re dismantling it by not doing the dishes.”
pop off Elizabeth
He cracked the book open to where my bookmark marked the page and cleared his throat. “Watching TV before bed isn’t good for sleep anyway.” And then he began to read my book out loud.
Where did this man come from and how do I get there?
Wyatt cut him a look. “Romance makes people happy. Things aren’t dumb because women like them.”
PREACH
“Let’s go home,” he whispered,
I want to keep him forever
“Get enough pictures?” I asked with a grin. “One moment.” His gaze rested on me, memorizing me. “Okay. Yeah.”
perfection 🤌
“Miri, please stop interrogating my girlfriend.” Wyatt towered over the table with two new salt-rimmed drinks and a smirk. Girlfriend? My stomach rolled forward.
Dead deceased sprawled out on the floor. The way this man never lets her second guess her own thoughts like he can read her freaking mind 🤭
My gaze returned to Wyatt, leaning forward, chin on his palm, watching me with a look of pure adoration.
