“I’m fully aware that I’m a shitshow, that you could do a lot fucking better than my pathetic ass, but I love you, and the last thing I want to do is hurt you.” Brendon holds my gaze while his turns glassy. I grab the back of his neck and pull his forehead to mine, close my eyes, and take a deep breath. “I want you.” I press my lips to his in a soft kiss and align our bodies. Brendon opens the blanket and wraps it around us. “But I’m fucking scared of how much I love you.” He shakes his head and shoves his face into my neck. “I want more.” My heart sings at his muffled words. “More what?” “Of
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