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“You, my tiny dancer, are an erotic dream dipped in the sweetest honey. A man only needs to look at you to become fiercely protective of your smile.”
When my hundred-and-ninety-year-old neighbor isn’t complaining about the Bosnians moving in with their pink flamingos and loud music, she’s fretting over alleged drug activity.
“Are you married?” “I will be.” Resting a leather-sleeved forearm on the gas tank, he leans in. “Does five o’clock tonight work for you?”
“I always wondered what you would look like.” “You wondered what I would look like?” “My forever.”
For every finger to receive a ring, another finger must pull a trigger.”
He kisses like his mission in life is to devour every breath I take and give it back with an infusion of love.
“My life began the day we met. There is no before. Only you.”
can’t keep pretending you aren’t the first thought in my head when I wake and the reason I can’t fall asleep at night.”
“Love isn’t a choice, you know.” I finger the fabric of the wedding dress. “You can’t control it. It just…happens, and you better hold on for dear life, because you never know when you’ll lose it.”
