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Marshall smiled and kissed me softly. “Maybe having a plan of action in place first would be a good idea, yes?” “Or maybe jumping in with both feet into the unknown is my plan?”
He fed me, then took me to bed and wrecked me in the very best of ways. In ways I’d never been wrecked before. He made love to me, slow and deep, just like he said he would. Every emotion in every kiss, every thrust, every touch. He shattered me, splintering me into tiny pieces and then he put me back together again. He reassembled me, more complete than I’d ever been.
I’d gone and fallen in love for the first time in my life. I was in love. So in love. With Marshall fucking Wise. God help me.
The way he took my hand and led me to bed, the way he kissed me, the way we made love, and the way he fell asleep in my arms afterwards. This was love.
He’ll be surprised, let’s put it that way. But you’re not your father, and he’ll see that. He’ll get to know you, and . . . he’ll see how much I love you and then he can’t say shit.” Valentine’s eyes went wide and I realised what I’d just said.
“You should know how I feel. You deserve to know.” “And you do too,” he whispered. “I’ve never loved anything or anyone, and it scares the hell out of me but—” He shook his head. His voice was just a breath. “I love you too.”
“Hiding. Lying. Lying to my team, lying to myself. Hiding who I am. I don’t want to hide in your kitchen anymore.” “Oh, babe.” “I want to come out, Marshall. I need to. For me. I need to stop being such a fucking coward.”
His eyes searched mine. “You once said what I’d lose by being true to myself doesn’t matter in the end because I’d gain me. And back then I thought that was stupid.” He shook his head, his eyes glassy. “But I’m worth that, aren’t I? I deserve that, don’t I?”
Yes!! 😭😭😭
He handed me a beer with a laugh. “You played terribly.” I ignored the bursts of laughter around us. “I don’t wanna talk about it.” Valentine laughed so hard he snorted. “This is gonna be so much fun.”
Epilogue
Oh, we’re done? That was so quick.
Now, before that moment, I didn’t know what the catalyst for me would be telling my father what I thought of him, but apparently this was it.
Eat him up Val!
“I am many things,” I said, speaking over him. “Not that you’d know. You have no idea who I am. You have no idea who your daughter is. You have no idea where your wife is. You might be a successful businessman, but you suck at everything else.
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“Did you tell him? That you’re gay?” I shook my head. “No. I was going to just really put the boot into him, but you know what? He doesn’t deserve to know. I’m not giving him the satisfaction of taking the one good thing in my life and ruining it. Fuck him. I’m done. I’m so done, Marshall.”
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“You know what I really need?” “What’s that?” “Tacos. And a margarita. In the city. We’ll take my car so people look. I want them to look. So they can see me hold your hand, and I don’t care who sees, Marshall. I want them to see.”
My baby is grown up!
Husbands With Benefits
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“Well, I was saying maybe we could get married one day, but if you think marriage is terrible, then . . .” “No. I mean, yes. I mean, yes, I’d marry you. And no, marriage isn’t terrible. I mean, it kind of is, but not marriage to you. That’d be kind of wonderful.” Brooklyn laughed, her hands to her face. “Oh god, this is a train wreck from start to finish.”
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He sighed happily. “I don’t hate you anymore,” he said, lifting our hands to his lips to kiss my knuckles. “But don’t get any ideas. Just because I wanna spend forever with you and don’t hate you anymore doesn’t mean I like you or anything.” I laughed, so much in love. “Good, just because I said yes doesn’t mean I like you or anything either.”
My babies!
