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“I thought you said you weren’t thinking about that man.” My grandmother had the nerve to look sheepish. “I’m not. But what’s the point in a man saying he fancies you if you don’t make him prove it?”
We belonged to each other, and our souls had decided a long time ago we belonged together. None of us had ever tried to deny that. No matter how much our roles in each other’s lives evolved over the years, that would always be true.
“I already told you; I don’t need your permission. I’m not a child, Rico.” “No, but you are my baby.”
You started something that night and it’s still unfinished.”
Devoured me like he was running out of time. Worshipped me like I was the answer to his prayer.
“I won’t touch you unless you tell me to.” He kissed my temple. “And one day, I really hope you fucking tell me to.”
I want everybody on this island to be able to look at you and know exactly who you belong to.”
I liked being the object of their obsession as much as their adoration.
When it came to my life and the people I got to spend it with, I knew I was doing something right. Everything wasn’t perfect. I’d been alive long enough to know it never would be. But at least I’d landed on the right side of paradise.
Like the time we all eloped in Bliss Peak over Christmas and had a four-way commitment ceremony officiated by an older woman who owned a fruit stand.

