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I hate how perfect that sounds, except for one part. “I’m allergic to dogs.” “We’ll have kids, then.”
😂
Remember when you and Connor were seventeen and snuck out to a party and you both came home trashed? You took turns vomiting into a bucket.” I pretend to be wistful. “Ah, memories.” He screws up his face. “Ah, PTSD.”
😂😂😂
My mom and Mr. and Mrs. Kikishkin have all shown up, and they’re wearing ref uniforms. Mom is holding a sign that says, “Knox it out of the park!” which … not hockey, but okay. I grin as I come to a stop in front of them.
😍😭
Knox touches his forehead to mine. “I want to keep you.” I close my eyes and ignore the sting in my sinuses. “I want to be kept.”
Awww
