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He just double-stacked the last two into a pizza sandwich. A pizza sandwich!
Lord knows I can’t be trusted around someone who’s beautiful, funny, and not crazy.
“I like seeing her,” I reply and frown over the fact that seeing her is one of the best parts of my days.
Ten years of ‘will they or won’t they?’ We were worse than Ross and Rachel.
“I bet you clean your own gutters too, don’t you?”
“Well, there’s always one friend who tries to cock block. One friend who tries to steal the guy. And another who’ll make her friend feel bad about herself for being a slut.” “Man, girls can be mean.”
“Grandmas hate me! My grandma hates me.” “Your grandma can’t possibly hate you. You’re perfect!” “She hates me. She’s really religious, and every time I come home, she tries to arrange a meeting with me and her priest. She thinks I need an intervention or an exorcism or something.”
I want his heat all over me. If he could unzip his skin and tuck me inside him, I’d want that. I want to be consumed by him in every possible way.
I want simple things. Family, friends, a home with a view. A place to go to let off steam every once in a while. Everything I really want, I have.
She looks dirty and sweaty and exhausted. She looks perfect.
