“You told me you’re a better person because I taught you how to love. Well, I'm better because of the way you love. I’m out here wondering how a guy like me could ever get so lucky . . . or ever deserve to have someone like you looking my way twice.” “I’m not special. I’m nothing special,” he whispers. “To me, you are. To me . . . you are magnificent.” His lips quirk. “I think you’re high.” My heart damn near swells ten sizes inside my chest, seeing him smile like that, and this time it reaches his eyes. “Nowhere near high enough for the fact I’m pretty sure I’ve got a chunk missing from my
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