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That smell meant one thing: I was home.
“Tess, if the only man in your life is an old one with no legs, you might need to reevaluate your priorities.”
“Maybe she just needs somebody older. More mature.” “We were born in the same year, asshole.”
I wanted to build things for her and watch her face light up. I wanted to surprise her, wanted to give her the unexpected. I wanted to discover her, and I wanted to live in every little joy that discovery would bring. But I wanted more than just that. I wanted to be the man she didn’t believe me to be.
Oh, the lies I told myself.
And forever began.
