Beautiful Redemption (The Maddox Brothers, #2)
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“Are you a politician or a lobbyist?” I asked with a smirk. “Neither,” he said, his expression twisting into disgust. He took a swig of his beer. “What’s your name?” he asked. “Not interested.” “That’s a terrible name.”
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were obviously a couple, but the way they held on to one another led me to believe their relationship was new and passionate. If not, they were very much in love. He held a protective stance in almost all the photos, but she stayed at his side, not at all intimidated. I wondered if he even noticed he stood that way when he was with her. They were
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Ugh! Love Trav and Abby.
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When he looked at me that way, I felt like the only person in the city. My heart fluttered in my
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The effect Thomas had on me was wonderful and maddening and terrifying.
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Finally, he resorted to putting his free hand around my waist and squeezing me to his side. If we came upon a puddle, he could simply and effortlessly lift me over it.
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I’m not going to let you run away, and you’re not going to put up with my shit.
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Do you have any idea how hard it is for me to see you walking around the office in a skirt, knowing you never wear panties?”
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Thomas grabbed his knees, gasping for air, and then he collapsed onto the floor. I sat on the floor beside him, tightly holding him, while he quietly sobbed.
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Thomas kissed me as if he had needed me for ages, and at the same time, he kissed me good-bye. It was longing and sadness and anger, twisted but controlled, in a sweet soft kiss. When he finally released me, I felt myself
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“I don’t just want you, Liis. I need you. That doesn’t go away.” He pinched the
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“I love you,” I whispered with my last remaining strength.
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Thomas let go of the T-shirt, and with a weak hand, he reached for me, his eyes glossing over. “I love you.”
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We’d had to find each other to finally understand that love could not be controlled. Predictions, assumptions, and absolutes were illusions. My love for him was volatile, uncontrollable, and overpowering, but…that was love. Love was real.