“And now I don’t need any of that shit. I’m happier at thirty than I was at twenty-four, and back then I thought I was on top of the world. I could open all five hundred of those messages, and none of them would bring me the satisfaction that you do right now, Red. You look fucking divine in my shirt, and I can’t wait to take it off of you.” He tosses his phone onto the pillow and rolls on top of me. “My password is the same as it was when we used my phone to search up vans for your dad, and it’s never going to change. I have a past, but I have a future now too, and that future is with you. If
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