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November 22 - November 27, 2021
I’ve been sleeping in the same bed as her. I’ve been taking care of her. She’s mine. She feels like she belongs to me. I don’t want to share her with any other fucking guy. And I don’t want to be with any other fucking girl.
And then his lips meet mine, kissing me with abrupt, forceful passion that explodes my chest.
“You don’t need to replace me. You can have me, sweetheart.”
Ryke Meadows has invigorated my body and soul. He is more than just my pillow. My wolf. My bodyguard. He’s my everything.
“I kissed you tonight because I want your lips to only touch mine. From now until forever. That’s the fucking truth.”
“We’re together,” he says pointblank. “I’m not going to be with anyone but you, even if no one else fucking knows that. We don’t date other people for show. They just think we’re single.”
My life had no meaning until I decided to turn around and meet my brother. I can’t lose him to this disease…or because of the choices I’ve made.
She’s the sun. I’m the dark. If she’s gone, I can kiss that fucking light away. Without her, I know I’ll never see it again.
I think I could live underneath Ryke Meadows, under his weight and protection, and be satisfied for life.
“What we fucking have,” he says. “I love you beyond physical attraction.” He cups my smooth cheek, looking deep into my eyes. “I love you, Dais, because you’re the wildest fucking girl with the biggest fucking heart. And without you in my life”—he shakes his head like it’s an inconceivable picture—“I’d be the unhappiest fucking guy.”
He smiles, a full blown one that tingles my body all over. “I fucking love you, sweetheart.”
She smiles and says, “You’re my favorite four-letter word.”
“I’d fucking fight for you, Dais. You just have to let me.”
“Because when you find something you love, you can’t quit. Every failure pushes you harder. It’s in your soul and in your fucking heart.”
You are your own anchor. Do you want to keep burning or are you going to let yourself rise?
I just completed the Yosemite Triple Crown. I just accomplished a lifelong dream. I had Daisy. I was fucking happy. And now I’m here. Cuffed. Arrested. Going to jail. I’m going to jail.
“You’re a hothouse flower,” I tell her. “You can’t grow under natural conditions. You need adventure. And security and love in order to stay alive.”
