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I want her. I want her for a lot longer than she plans on being here, and if there’s any part of her that’d be willing to want me in return, I’ll be selfish as fuck and take her.
“First you want me to watch your son, travel with you, and now I need to cook for you? God, what else do you want me to do?”
“I really liked kissing you, Mills.”
“Where are you going?”
“Giving you space. You just said—”
“A man can c...
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“Cudd...
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“Yes, cuddle. Or have you never heard...
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“Have you never cuddled before...
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“No. I cuddle with your son. I’ve ...
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“Have you never cuddled with a m...
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“Can we stop saying the word cuddle? It doesn’t sound right coming from you. You’re huge and hot and you’ve said the word cuddle more times in the last thir...
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“Stop saying cuddle!”
“Cuddle with me, Mills.”
“But you talk to me.”
“Yeah, Mills. I talk to you.”
I simply fist the sheets and squeeze my thighs in response.
Because unfortunately for me, I know no one else will ever compare to how complete she makes both me and my son feel.
We’re more alike than I ever thought possible.
“Can we forget about some of my rules? For the rest of the week while I’m here? I just want to know what it’d feel like.”
“You want to know how what feels like?”
“To be y...
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“Mills, you already are mine. Even if I haven’t been allowed to show you, you’ve always been mine.”
Don’t tell me if you love me, and fuck,” he exhales a painful laugh. “Please don’t tell me if you don’t. But especially don’t give me any hope because if you do, I have a feeling I’d chase you across the country until you were caught.”
“Miller,” he says, making sure my attention is on him. “If you ever decide to stop running and make a home…” His eyes are begging, pleading. “Make it with me.”
“I don’t like the term ‘settling down.’ I didn’t settle for anything. I simply stopped running when the two best boys I know caught me.”

