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He’s a fucking menace wrapped in French charm and infuriatingly good hair.
“She told someone. Alaina told Dane. She asked someone to see her pain.” Maman grips my hand tightly. “I think that means, maybe, somewhere inside her, there’s still a part that wants to stay. She just doesn’t know how with everything so heavy on her shoulders.”
I’d rather share her heart than watch it stop beating.
Jesus Christ, this man is like a sexy Rubik’s cube. Last year, I was convinced he was straight, then I thought he was gay, and now he’s bisexual but new to it?
Straight card revoked, gay panic initiated, and here I am with front row seats to the Luc Delacroix bisexual awakening.
