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“Fuck it!” His hand rips away from his mouth, like he tore off a piece of tape that was keeping him from talking, and with two long steps, he’s here. In front of me. Cupping my head. Backing me up against the doorframe. And kissing me.
“No, I’m scared of you becoming something I can’t live without.”
His head drops, and he kisses a tear that streaks down my face. “I can’t fucking stand the sight of you crying.”
“I’m done pretending to be head over heels in love with you because I’m legitimately head over heels in love with you. And acting like I’m not tears me up.”
“Stop thinking what you’re thinking. Stop pretending this isn’t real.” He bends slightly and lifts me, picking me up easily and carrying me back toward the house. “Stop telling me what I intend to do,” he whispers against my ear. “Because I do intend to marry you. And I want you to wear that fucking ring while I show you that it’s true.”
stare at her for a few beats. What a woman. What an incredible fucking woman. She deserves the goddamn world.
