“Do you remember when we got together…” He shifts over to my other breast, murmuring, “And I told you about the things I wanted to do our last summer here?” Hazily, I recall Eli handing me confessions: I wanted to get my hands all over you in the pool so you’d feel me when you went to bed, he whispered at the corner store one night. Wanted to put you on your knees in your cottage living room, he murmured against my ear at a party, his body curling over me from behind. Wanted to kiss you in the middle of a vineyard block. Tell you I love you at breakfast, while we were working, in the middle of
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