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“So, you admit you’re the idiot. Glad you got that figured out. Start using your brain.”
and youre still with him...
“You’re probably right. You know Bry? He loves to overreact.” Bry? I swallow my thoughts and take a sip of my champagne instead.
oh gosh
“Seriously . . . you’re not my type.” I smirk. It’s become our little schtick. She tells me I’m not her type, and I respond with: “I’m everybody’s type.”
The kiss of my life happened.
“Maybe I should tattoo a diamond necklace on the back of my hand . . . that way I can dress you up whenever I want.”
AHHH
“Tell them I found a better man. The best man.”
“She’s cute, right?” I ask, unable to take my eyes off the photo. “Don’t talk about my wife,” Rhys says. I roll my eyes and hand the phone back. “I meant mine.”
OOP
“Fuck, I missed you.” My voice is muffled against her shoulder. “I don’t want to be away from you that long again,” she whispers. “Let me take you home.” She squeezes me tighter and sighs. “I already am.”
