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November 21 - November 26, 2024
“Because I was wrong. You’re not a bird, after all. You’re a lioness. A queen of the jungle still growing her claws. Hold fast, Birdie. Someday the world will kneel to you.”
“Because for some insane reason, I couldn’t stop thinking about your neck and what it would feel like to squeeze it while I fucked your throat.”
Fact is, three weeks ago she lit the book of my type on fire and started writing a new one. Now every damn page is her. I can’t even look at other women because I’m obsessed with the one in front of me.
I want to unwrap her and lick her secrets. I want her to trust me and need me and challenge me. I want more than her body. I want her fucking soul.
He was right—fireworks don’t hold a candle to what happens when we touch. This is the birth of a universe.
Tonight is just one more battle, but I’m going to win the war. And when I do, when she surrenders to this, I’ll give her the crown. Everything I have. Everything I am. I’ll lay it all at her feet.
“You may be built like a goddess, but lucky for you, I’m built to worship one.”
“I see you,” I whisper. “And you do belong, Birdie. You belong with me.”
“You’re perfect,” he whispers. “Every molecule. All two hundred and six bones. You are and will always be a miracle to me.”

