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“Wyatt. Your mother told you I was coming.” My first thought is to tell him he’s welcome to come anywhere, preferably in or on me.
“But you want me.” “It doesn’t matter what I want, Sophie.” Her nostrils flare. “It matters to me.”
“Like the sweetest poison. Something I won’t stop drinking till it kills me.”
“I wasn’t acting like we were doomed. I just knew once I had you, I wouldn’t be able to stop. And I’m treating you like you’re mine because you are. I don’t care if a piece of paper ties me to someone else. I’ll burn that paper and throw it in the trash.”
