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“So stay, Alice. Stay with me, stay at this job, stay in Ojai. Stay here.”
she’s the most beautiful thing with that smile on her face as she walks toward me. Me. A man so broken and with more faults than she might ever know about. She’s looking at me, and she’s happy.
“I don’t know how much longer I can go without begging you to let me kiss you.”
“Ride my thigh, baby. Ride it so I can feel how wet you are for me.”
“I think you might be my favorite person.”
“Você é o meu tesouro. A coisa—não, a pessoa—mais preciosa, mais linda na minha vida.”
“You’re my treasure. The most precious, most beautiful thing—no, person—in my life.”
“You know what’s better than the sound of your laugh?” he asks, my favorite smile tugging at his stubbled cheeks. I shake my head as he lowers me into the tub first, then climbs in himself, pulling me back until I’m resting against his chest with his legs on either side of me. “Nothing,” he whispers into my hair.
“Loving you is the realest thing I’ve ever felt, tesouro.
