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To fighting for who you love—including yourself
I left out the caveat: there were plenty of single men in New York, but the pool of single, straight, non-douchey, non-flaky, non-disturbingly eccentric men was much smaller.
One, Dante was going to be my fiancé. Two, we might kill each other before we ever made it to the altar.
The thought of shackling myself to someone for the rest of my life was as appealing as walking into the ocean with concrete blocks strapped to my feet.
Who needed therapy when you could punch your friend in the face every week?
Button-down shirt, blazer, thin black wire frames. All traces of the lethal fighter from the ring had vanished, replaced with the epitome of scholarly sophistication.
Kai bb
Whether I liked her or not, Vivian was my fiancée, and I was getting damn tired of hearing her name leave his mouth.
Only Sloane would think putting a guy in a coma was impressive.
“One hundred thousand dollars charged to my Amex in one day, including ten grand on flowers. Care to explain?” “You gave me a black Amex, I used it,” Vivian said with an elegant shrug. “What can I say? I like flowers. And shoes.” Translation: You were an asshole before you left, and I took it out on your bank account. A subtle but petty act of revenge. Good for her.
Men. They were clueless half the time and callous the other half.
“You forget.” I pressed my fingers against her nape, forcing her to look up at me. “You’re my fiancée. Not Kai’s. Not anyone else’s. I don’t give a fuck how handsome they are or what type of accent they have. You’re mine, and no one…” I dipped my head, my lips brushing hers with each word. “Touches what’s mine.”
“How does he look at me?” Janis smiled. “Like he never wants to look away.”
But I’d also never met anyone like Vivian. Of all the people in my life, she was the only one who could make me lose control.
“I merely facilitated a reunion between your fiancée and an old friend,” he said casually. “Since you enjoyed fucking with me so much, I figured I’d return the favor. Oh, and Dante?” His smile lacked any hint of humor. “Touch Stella again, and you’ll no longer have a fiancée.”
I stay in love with Christian Harper
“I hate the idea of you touching anyone else, or anyone else touching you. I hate that other people can make you laugh in a way I can’t. I hate how I feel around you, like you’re the only person that can make me lose control when I. Don’t. Lose. Control.”
If I loved you as much as he claims to love you, nothing would’ve stopped me from keeping you.”
Her laughs, her smiles, the sparkle in her eyes when she teased me and the fire in her replies when I pissed her off. I wanted all of it even when I knew I shouldn’t.
My head and heart waged civil war against each other and, for the first time in my life, my heart was winning.
“You’re going to be the death of me.”
My seven favorite words 💖
As beautiful as you look freshly fucked, I would hate to ruin our evening by having to kill every other man who sees you like this.”
No, not a planetarium. A virtual galaxy. Brilliant stars splashed across the soaring walls and ceiling and swirled beneath our feet. Constellations dotted the “sky,” including Andromeda, Perseus, and a distinctive hourglass shape that made my breath hitch. Orion. My favorite. “You can’t see the stars in New York,” Dante said. “So I brought the stars to you.”
WHAAAAAT tf how am I supposed to date a real man pls
“That’s my fucking point! You shouldn’t have to be perfect to get your parents’ affection!” “That’s my point! I do!”
Ana huang really be hitting the diff parenting style argument on the head w this one 🫠
not someone who’ll berate me because he doesn’t agree with the way I handle my relationship with my own family.”
He was the only person who could make me miss every individual part of him as much as his whole—the good, the bad, and the mundane.
Sometimes, the most meaningful moments were the small ones—a softening glance here, a simple but sincere apology there.
Are you sure it’s not because you have separation anxiety?” I teased. “I didn’t use to.” His eyes held mine like a lone flame flickering on a cold winter night. “But I’m beginning to think I might.”
I shouldn’t, but maybe I was tired of living my life by shoulds.
I’d never been logical when it came to her. She was my one spark of selfishness in a lifetime of reason.
Relationships were a give-and-take, and right now, I was tired of giving.
The way I’d stayed in bed longer every morning just to catch her first smile of the day. The way our takeout lunch dates became my favorite part of the work week. The way I’d opened up to her about my family, my life, myself…
danteeeeeee 🫠🥰
“I love you, Vivian. More than I could ever hate your father. And more than I ever thought I was capable of.”
“You said our relationship had a rocky start, and you were right,” he said quietly. “So here I am, trying for a fresh start. No business, no bullshit. Just us, meeting normally like any two people would.”
“I don’t want anyone,” I said fiercely. “I want you. Your wit and intelligence, your kindness and charm. The way your eyes crinkle when you laugh and how your smile makes the world tilt just a little bit. I even want the disgusting food combinations you put together and somehow make taste good.”
“You take the most ordinary or unexpected things and make them extraordinary. You see the silver lining in every situation and the good in everyone, even if they don’t deserve it. And I’m selfish enough to hope you’ll see how much I don’t just want but need you. Today, tomorrow, and all the days that come after that.”
I should buy the girl a thank you present. Maybe a car, or a vacation of her choice.
I need friends like this
“Per te aspetterei per sempre, amore mio.” “Spero non ci vorrà così tanto.“
“A family heirloom,” Vivian murmured, her voice thick. “Yes. One that reminds me very much of you. Beautiful, rare, and difficult as hell to find…but worth every minute it took to get there.”
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