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“A dove is a symbol of peace.” He reaches toward me, holding my cheek in his palm. “That’s what you are to me…peace.”
Im simply going to pass away
I’ll take whatever version of you I can get.” He said the perfect thing.
“And would you just stop looking so incredible for five seconds so I can finish a thought without wanting to jump over this table? Damn, you’re beautiful, Chloe.” The sincerity in his tone makes me swallow without meaning to. I don’t let go of his hand as I read the menu.
“I wished the same thing…but about you.” Warren doesn’t pause or hesitate. He pulls away from me so he can look into my eyes. “Me too. I wished that this would be my last first date,” he says, and I melt into him.
softly but full of wanting. Wanting more than each other’s bodies. Wanting love, wanting loyalty, wanting permanence.
Upside down, I can still make out the chicken-scratch writing at the top of the page. “Chloe’s Song,” it reads. Have mercy.
If there was any doubt before, I know for certain now that he has my whole heart. I won’t be bold enough to ask for it back.
“What are you doing?” I ask, stifling a laugh. “I don’t know…praying?” Warren says, his grip on my thighs tightening.
Despite the revelation that it will be as good as I imagined, I’m glad we waited. I feel safe now, safe to show him all of me—body and soul.
“I thought it was obvious…I plan on keeping you forever. If you’ll have me.” I’ll have you. Yep. Forever. Done.
There is no loneliness left inside me. I’m all filled up. It’s a feeling I never want to forget.
Not even his own mother, God rest her soul, could find it in her to stick around. You’re better off—” I don’t let him finish. “You know, you’re a real piece of shit.” I can’t control the words that tumble out of me, and I let them linger between us as Al blinks, stunned.
Get him Chloe
“I never even really knew why I kept them. But then you came along and teased me about it…and then you stuck. And then you loved me. And more than that, you became the only home I’ve ever really known. The only place I’ve ever really felt safe to be me. And then I didn’t need to hold on to them anymore. Those little remnants of my past didn’t seem to matter.”
HANNAH I COULD KISS YOU this is so good
“You’re the most resilient, dedicated, and beautiful person I know. To know you is to love you, and I consider myself privileged to know you.”
Though the term dating never worked to sum up what we were. Teammates? Roommates? Co-parents? Inevitable?
I was carved from rage and built by heartache with a chip on my shoulder the size of Russia and an ocean of fears under a thinly veiled surface. Ready to explode at any given moment. Chloe’s lips tasted like a way out. Like fate. Like nothing—not my failures, my past, no amount of stacking regrets—would matter if I could just keep kissing her. So, I kept kissing her.
Omfg this is everthing to me
Chloe sees me as a person who’s deserving of good things. Someone worth a damn. Slowly, I’ve started to see it too. That’s a gift I can’t thank her for. Not properly. Never enough.
It’s an honor to have lived in the only home Willow’s ever known—and for as long as she has. I’ve gotten to experience every first. Steps, words, teeth, tantrums. There’s not a single part of me that doesn’t recognize it’s my daughter lying in that bed. She might not look like me, but she sure as hell acts like me. Grumpy little thing.
Somebody sedate me
Even after all this time, I’ll never be prepared to see her eyes. Green like holding a leaf up to the sun—and just as bright.
