“You…you rented an entire yacht…just so I could read by the water?” He holds up the tote bag he packed for me and hands it over so I can see my Kindle and both paperbacks I packed resting comfortably inside. “I did. You ready?”
“I didn’t bring you here to entertain me. I brought you here so you could relax…properly. So, go ahead and pull out your book and ignore me for whatever fictional world you’re jumping into.”
“Sometimes the people who are supposed to love you the most are the ones who hurt you the worst. They don’t get a pass just because they’re family. Choose yourself.”
Love him. He gets it
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