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My sister has a pretty decent amount of sass for a person who once came to me bawling because she was worried her Christmas cookies weren’t “bringing enough holiday joy.”
“You flirt in your sleep, don’t you?” “It’s the only language I’m fluent in.”
Jax’s shoulders put all other shoulders to shame. These are Wagyu steak shoulders, while everyone else’s are minced chuck.
“I can tell you what you’re looking for,” I reply, resisting every natural instinct in me to show her. “You want to find a man who kisses you like he’s going to move heaven and earth for you. Bring down the sun, moon and stars. You deserve to be kissed like that, and you shouldn't settle for less.”
He’s ruining me for everyone else. And I’m happily letting him.
