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“Eight years of therapy, sweetheart.”
I hate him. Partly for how he made Stevie feel, and partly because he once had what I want so badly and treated her as if she didn’t matter. As if she wasn’t his first option.
“You’re not an idiot. You’re not crazy for wanting to be wanted. For wanting to be loved.”
“And you’re not an option, Stevie, because besides you, there’s no other choice.”
“Because I’m trying not to like you.”
“Well, good luck, sweetheart, because I’m a fucking gem.”
“All right, let’s go. Give me the big brother speech.”
“You bringing that guy around your sister again? That’s a choice I don’t fucking like.”
“And Ryan, you forgot to say, ‘If you hurt her, I’ll kill you.’”
“If you hurt her, I’ll kill you.”
“Brett, I promised Zanders a dance.”
“So, you can go now,” I add. “Dude, all the tabloids are right about you. You’re a fucking prick.”
“Thank you so much for that detailed observation.”
Good girl.
“I don’t want to.”
“And why’s that, sweetheart?” “Because you scare me.”
“Your reputation scares me,”
That one is a punch to my gut, but at the same time, I’m not surprised in the slightest.
I swallow hard but fuck. This hurts more than I expected.
“All I’m asking for is a chance,”
“To prove to you that I’m not the person everyone thinks I am. That what you see in the media isn’t true. That the guy you saw tonight, the same one you saw wearing a fucking dress on Halloween, and the ...
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“Just...please, go on a date with me. I’ll explain everything.”
“I like you. I know that doesn’t sound like anything coming from a grown-ass man, but fuck, I like you so much, and it’s fucking terrifying. You scare me just as much as I scare you.”
“I don’t want anyone else, Stevie. There isn’t anyone else. Don’t you get it? You’re the only choice. You’ve been stuck in my fucking head since October. Ever since that day you decided to put me in my place on that airplane.”
“I don’t see you the way you see yourself. I think you’re good, and sweet, and hilarious, and fucking stunning, Vee. And I just want a chance.” She stays silent, so I add, “You want to be chosen first? Well, so do I. So, choose me.”
“This was supposed to be just physical,” Stevie says. “It was supposed to be just sex. Why can’t we keep it to that?”
“It’s past that, and you know it.”
“I want more than ju...
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“Kiss me.”
“Go on a date with me.”
“Take me home wi...
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“Go on a date with me.”
And clearly, she hasn’t changed her mind. It sucks having feelings. It’s terrible when they’re not reciprocated. I’ve never had that issue. I’ve never liked someone, and whatever my intentions were with a woman, they were always returned.
“At myself. It’s my fault I’m in this fucked-up situation where she can’t figure out which side of me is real.”
“I think deep down she knows, but Zee, you’ve got to understand besides my family, everyone in the world thinks you’re this certain guy. And yeah, you made that decision years ago to further your career, but that’s not you. So, stop playing into it. That shit you pulled on the ice”—she motions towards the rink—“that’s not the real Zee. That’s the bad-guy EZ that doesn’t exist, so stop playing into it. Maybe that will clear things up for Stevie.”
“Zee, you deserve to be loved unconditionally, but you have to lay all your cards on the table in order for that to happen.”
“Love you,”
“Zee.” He holds his spatula up in warning. “Get your nasty-ass lips away from me.”
“I’m going to adopt a dog, but I need to make sure she’ll be okay around Ella first.”
“Is there a certain place you’re adopting her from? Maybe where a certain flight attendant volunteers?” “Maybe.” “Zee, you got it bad,”
“You following me?”
“Is today the day?” Cheryl interrupts.
“I’m adopting Rosie.”
“Because, sweetheart, I didn’t want you to think it was an attempt for me to win you over. To be honest, it has nothing to do with you.”
“He’s been coming here every week to see her,” Cheryl adds.
“I missed you,”
“There’s my girl,” Zanders laughs. He spends some time loving on the black and tan beauty, and my heart swells like you wouldn’t believe.
Zee (Daddy) Zanders
“It’s fifty dollars. This says fifty-thousand.”
“Please take it,” Zanders begs. “As a donation.”
