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“I couldn’t stop imagining going down on you.”
“Kissing you feels like living, Juniper.”
“Juniper,” I clarified, feeling like my knees were about to give out. “Juniper St. James. Brown hair, brown eyes, so fucking pretty. Please tell me someone knows where the hell she is.”
Juni didn’t deserve that. She deserved the world. I wanted to give her the world. I wanted to give her the world so fucking bad, but I didn’t know how to juggle that and work and my relationship with Gems.
Juniper belonged here, and I realized I had to overcome years of telling her she didn’t.
Jealousy looked good on Julian Briggs.
“Julian says you barely ate lunch, and I have to make sure you have something for dinner.”
“He’s threatening what he’ll do if I touch you. And the longer I go without answering his threats, the more creative they seem to be getting.”
Something that would either hurt or heal me.
“From now on, if you want someone to take you on a date, it’s going to be me,” he muttered, his fingers dragging along my jawline to my chin, holding on to it so I wouldn’t look away. “And if you want someone to fuck you, that’ll be me, too.”
“I’ve never not wanted you, Juni. I’ve tried for years not to want you, but I can’t do it anymore. I want to be around you constantly.”
“See you in the morning, Juni baby,” he murmured.
Working as a woman in a male-dominated field meant that presentation was as important as anything else. A staggering number of people in this world wouldn’t listen to a word out of my mouth unless they liked the lipstick on it.
“You think I would have ditched it before getting to see you in it?”
“When that feeling of home transitions from a place to a person, and then they aren’t there.”
Disbelief lingered in her expression, so I said it more forcefully this time. “I missed you, Juniper.”
“And I need you to stop talking so you can focus,”
“I read books, Julian.”
was going to be the clingiest fucking boyfriend, and I didn’t even care. I was obsessed.
I wasn’t sure anyone had been worried about me before. I was always the one doing the worrying.
“I think we know a few judges that could help with that. Don’t we, Julian baby?”
I think she gets so in her head about not fitting in or being wanted, about people not liking her…”

