Fuck. I don’t know how I can resist him any longer. He dropped everything for me and flew across the country because he wanted to help me. He’s made me my favorite pregame snack, something he used to do for me all the time. The twin flames are burning bright again, and the pull to him is stronger than ever. Maybe it’ll be different this time. We’re older. Wiser. We’ve learned from our previous mistakes. Maybe before, it was the right person but the wrong time. But now… Maybe this time, it’ll be right, and we’ll have the kind of love story that’s in the books I read to my kids at night.
Yes. Yes it will be!
