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Ronak probably wouldn’t classify me as fun. Mostly because he wouldn’t know fun if it put on lipstick and kissed him on the ass.
“And no trading tongues while I’m gone,” she says, pointing between Okot and me. “Yes, ma’am,” I tell her. She huffs and leaves. The second the door shuts after her, Okot grabs my face and starts kissing me again.
“And if you are caught, I will deny ever knowing you.” “Stop it, your loyalty is making me blush.”
“Syl. Take over. I can’t talk to her when she does the thing where she disagrees with me.”
It matters not what you are. You are mine.”
“Thank you for flying in the stars,” I say on a quiet breath. I feel a kiss pressed against the top of my head. “For you, I’d pluck them from the sky.”
I think my heart just crawled out of my chest to go cuddle with him.
“You heal me in more ways than you can see, Stitch.”
