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Motherfucker looks happy to just be in our presence. It’s so weird.
Her beauty is obliterating me.
“And I love you, Raleigh, but I swear to God, if you whine one more time about how you’re scared of going on a three-week all-paid vacation to Hawaii with six-feet-seven-inches of sex—Barrett Conway—number thirty-three, star right-winger, and alternate captain for the Minnesota Lakes, I’ll kick you out of the activities carpool.”
Watching Barrett strip out of his gray sweatpants makes me think twice about how much energy I have left.
She’s gone from the one that got away to just the one.