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“Hey, this doesn’t have to be awkward,” I turn and say to his back. “I would like to be your friend.” He stops with his hand on the doorknob and sighs so heavily his shoulders drop. “You’re not like anyone else,” he says to the door. “And that scares the shit out of me.” Then he’s gone.
his arm, holding on to his wrist. I need the anchor. I don’t want to fuck up whatever this is because nothing has ever felt as right as Nick. No other man, no woman, just Nick.
“Texas Roadhouse rolls are far superior to Olive Garden breadsticks!” Oiler says with a mouthful of…something.
Facts
“Put some pants on, I don’t want Neal to see what’s mine.” He says it so casually, like it’s obvious, that I smile. I’m his. He’s mine.
“Does that make you mine then?” I look into his eyes, more nervous than I should be considering what he just confirmed, but my lack of self-worth doesn’t care. I need the reassurance. “Yes. In every way you’ll have me.”
Steeling my spine, I square my shoulders and tell my mother what I should have years ago. “I am not my father and I am done raising your children.”
“I guess you missed that I love you.” He shrugs. “You missed that you’re it for me and I will make damn sure that I’m it for you.”
