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befuddlement,
“Yeah, I’m still Gandalf. But now I’m sexy Gandalf.”
The evening had been too eventful
I was going to find out what in the name of tarnation was going on.
“I’m not looking at her ass. I remind you sir, she is my calculus teacher.” Cletus lifted his chin toward Jessica’s departing form. “I’m looking at the palm print on her ass.”
Lord help me, but if he denied me kisses in some misguided effort to be respectful, I was going to have to tie him to a tree and take them by force.
bejeebus
have you ever seen someone and thought to yourself, Whoa, he’s hot! I’d like to screw
his brains out. And then, you talk to the guy and realize someone already has?”
thingamadoodles,
douche canoes.
“Tina, honey, there’s more to you than your snatch. You have a brain upstairs, might be worth dusting it off every once in a while.”
“You’ve been it for me since you threw my shorts in that tree and left me naked in the lake, laughing at your prank and my misfortune—though I admit, I deserved it. You were right. I was trying to court you on our first date, nice and slow. I was trying to do everything right, guarantee my own success. I had a plan, one that wasn’t ever going to work because I didn’t take your dreams into consideration.”
I was ready to leave the whole time, looking for a reason. Because every second we spent together was better than the last.”
“But you did ask. And I’m glad you did, because I wouldn’t have. I won’t ask you to stay, and I would never ask to go with you. But since you asked…”
“You’re it, Jessica James. And that’s the truth. Not racing or going fast. Not fixing up old cars. I want to spend my life with you. And maybe that makes me wrong in the
head and unhealthy, or old-fashioned, but when I think of my future and what I want, all I see is you.”
“You know, the same could be said for us. We wasted a lot of time, too.” Duane’s gaze cut to mine and his mouth was curved with a half frown, half smile. “And whose fault was that?” “Yours,” I answered immediately. His eyes narrowed, but now the curve of his mouth was a full smile. “That’s right, and don’t let me forget it.”
“You told Beau if he didn’t help put up the Christmas lights on the roof then you wouldn’t make him apple pie ever again.”
“Yeah…that’s what I’ll do. I’ll dream of home.” “Is this place home?” He kissed my cheek and I discerned the lingering smile in his voice. “No, Duane.” I shook my head and confessed just before tumbling into blissful sleep, “You are.”
