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“Did you poison it?” “I did. I carry around travel sized cyanide and poured it in there while the barista watched me. She’s in on it too. I can’t believe you figured it out.”
“I know you’re a relationship guy. Are you going to be able to do this without falling for me?” Avery asks. I snort. “I haven’t fallen in love with you in the three years I’ve known you. It’s not going to happen now.”
“You okay, Plant Daddy?” Maverick asks. “You look a little red.” “Fine. Just peachy. It’s sunburn. From being outside. In the sun. Warm weather. Climate change.” I bob my head and pull on my collar. “You know. Save the turtles.”
“You’ve been in my apartment wearing that for five minutes, and I’m talking about plants?” he asks. “I need to be sedated, and you need to tell me to shut up.”
“I do love to tell you to shut up, but I’ve never seen you in your natural habitat. You can keep going, if you want. Tell me more about Philodendrons, Reid.”
Happiness isn’t defined by having a partner,
I want him to take over my heart and my mind, and when our gazes meet, I swear there are stars behind his eyes.
sweetheart.”
“Meeting you has reminded me of how much good is left in the world. How much love there is to give and receive.
She’s going to wipe the floor with me this year in our bet, and it’s going to be a fucking honor to lose to her.”
“You can take care of yourself. I see that. I know that. You’re a strong, independent woman, Ave, and that’s badass. But I’d like to help a little bit. If you’ll let me.”
“You don’t take up too much space, Avery,” Reid says around a shaky breath. “You should take up more. All of it, if you can, and the last place a person like you should ever be is in a fucking box.”
“Thank you for being here. For being there for me at the game on Sunday. For…” I trail off, the words difficult to find. “Thank you for pausing the feud so you could be on my side.”
“We never paused the feud. Competition or not, I meant every word.”
“You never take up too much space, Ave. Not with me,” he says. “I think I’d like you to take up more of it.”
Surprise, motherfucker. It’s you. You’re the one with the feelings, and things are about to get messy.”
“You came,” I whisper around a sob. “You called,”
“Any time I see your name on my phone, I answer within seconds. My sleep-deprived, subconscious brain knows to answer too, apparently. Call me one of Pavlov’s dogs.”
“Talk about distracting. You’ve officially earned the title of First Girl to Read One of My Comic Books. I’m kind of geeking out right now.” “Can you shorten that a bit? It’s far too long.” “How about I call you a brat instead?”
“Responsible parenting.” She sighs. “What a drag.”
I’m still looking at her long after she falls asleep, and I think I’d like to find a way to keep her here for more than a year. I want to find a way to keep her here forever.
“I see the resemblance between you and Santa. Can I sit on your lap?”
I mentioned I had a friend who was equally obsessed, and he asked about your dream set. He pulled some strings and was able to snag two Millennium Falcons for me before they went live to the public. I might owe him my first born child and a kidney, but it was worth it.” “I—I waited in the queue online, but I was too late,”
Everyone deserves things that make us happy, Reid, and I like to see you happy.”
I’m thirty-four and emotional over a fucking LEGO box.”
Because I like you more than I should. Because I’m breaking our rules, Reid.
I think I might be falling in love with you, and it’s terrifying.
“This might be my favorite part of Christmas. Ho, ho, ho, am I right?”
Hey, speaking of holiday spirit. How are we going to act around our friends?” “What do you mean?” he asks. “Are they aliens or something?”
This man is here taking care of me and getting nothing in return. This man is reading my romance book and ordering food so I’m fed. This man brought me a heating pad, for fuck’s sake. I should be on one knee asking him to marry me.
I think I might be a little in love with him too.
I’m falling for this man, and from the way my heart beats when he doesn’t let go, I know I’m tumbling head first.
“You’re a fucking weirdo.” “Yet here you are. Curled around me like a vine and making no effort to leave.” “Yeah, because you’re my weirdo,”
“How the hell did we get here?” “Well, you asked if I wanted to hang out, I said yes and—” “I don’t mean literally here, smartass.”
“In a way, I’ve always been yours.”
“I love you a whole fucking lot, Avery, and it’s the one part of our bet I didn’t see coming. I planned for everything else except falling head over heels for you. And I still fell. Hard. I fucking smashed into the ground.”
“What are you doing?” “Tying my shoe. What does it look like I’m doing, Sinclair?”
