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“Her name is Tabitha, not that you need to know. Because you? You’re going to keep my wife’s name out of your fucking mouth.”
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“I wish you weren’t seeing me like this.” My brow furrows. “Like what?” “At my worst.” I tip my head toward her. “Then it’s all uphill from here, baby. It’s going to make seeing you at your best so damn special.”
My thumb hurts from rubbing circles on her temple, my tailbone is sore from sitting on hard tiles, and I’m cold to the bone, but I’ll hold her for hours more if she needs me to.
Does love start off as obsession? Because that’s what I am. Obsessed with my wife.
Every eye in the stadium is on him. But his eyes are on mine the whole time.
WHERES THE TROPHY? HE JUST COMES RUNNIN OVER TO ME!
