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“You’ve got this. You don’t need me, although being your personal Polly Pocket sounds like a blast.” She purses her bright red lips and perches her chin on her fist. “Can you get me the beach house with the dolphin and sea turtle? I’ve always wanted that one.”
“I guess the monologue you were forced to give about Pluto was punishment enough.” He chuckles, and the deep sound rolls over my skin, leaving tingles behind. “I do feel passionately about Pluto. He spent years in the planet club and then was suddenly exiled. I worry about him.”
no and i’ve always said this
And what I discover is a yearning for more. More time together. More laughing. More giving in to this gravitational pull toward her. Just more.
yessss men who yearn!!!!! not speaking to a man that doesn’t yearn all 2025
“I take board games very seriously. I’d never lie about that.”
this is so me
“Go on a date with me instead.” His voice is so sure. So clear.
yup that’ll do it (the bar is so low)
His face is a portrait of desire, and I file it away under “Man who intends to kiss a woman until she forgets her own name.”
“It’ll be perfect. I want to meet your people so they can be my people too.”
need Finn to give lessons to real life men💔
“Of course I have Twilight,” I whisper-yell, crossing my arms. “Team Edward or Jacob?” Never in my life would I have guessed that Dr. Finn Ashford knew even an ounce of information about Twilight. “Team Edward, but I have a very special place in my heart for Jacob.”
She bites back a grin. “A generous wingspan is excellent.” I look at the box in my hands. “What do you mean?”
“But sometimes the wingspan is more of an energy, you know? An aura about a person.”
Out of the millions of books in the world, you can narrow it down to one favorite?” She steps between two romance shelves, and I follow her into the aisle as she runs her fingers over the colorful spines. “There are so many good ones. How could I pick?” Stepping in front of her, I place a gentle hand to her stomach, pushing her back until she’s pinned against the shelf of books. My shoe tips bump hers, and she’s forced to lift her chin to meet my eyes.
if i ever see a couple in love like this at my local bookstore it would pmo
“Tell me what you like,” I whisper, my lips brushing him as I speak.
“I can’t believe you called my dad for his soup recipe,” she whispers against my chest. “I can’t believe you think I wouldn’t.”
men who do more than bare minimum 🫡
“How much free space do you have?” “For you, I’d make room for anything. Everything,” he says, his voice suddenly serious, like it conveys so much more than a shelf of books.
“How’s my girl?” Finn asks, a smile in his voice. God, I love when he calls me his girl. I’m a grown woman and a badass feminist, but for some reason, that term of endearment makes me feel silly with happiness.
Astronomically Yours, Finn
i’m sick
“Could you not tell when I bought you an entire shelf of books?”
yup that’ll do it x2
“Women in science need to stick together.
sharon is a girls girl confirmed
“People keep telling me that, but I’m not. I couldn’t even tell anyone what was happening at the time.” Her brows lower. “That doesn’t say anything about your strength. You were strong every day of that relationship. You were strong last week, enduring being around him. You were strong yesterday, showing up for that interview. And you’re strong today, having this conversation with me. Strength isn’t always loud. Sometimes it’s a quiet power that isn’t so obvious to the world.”
“It’s one of my greatest joys in life to prove idiots wrong—especially men,”
i know that’s right
He shakes his head. “Fuck the stars, baby. All I see is you.”
“There’s probably a fanfic about it somewhere. We should read it later.”
i’m actually so pissed off this man is fictional hahahahaha what
