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My favorite thing on this entire planet next to orgasms? Romance novels. One of my least favorite things on this entire planet? The idea of spending the rest of my life with one person.
She was wild, she was real, and even though I did want to fuck the shit out of her, I was genuinely having fun just being around her, and that scared the shit out of me.
And for the first time that night, I realized that the girl who was on top of me, the girl who I was still inside, had not only branded me with her art and her ink, but somehow, the fiery girl who wasn’t my type had managed to brand herself somewhere far deeper.
I didn’t do relationships. I didn’t, but I was willing to try. For her.
“I get it,” I said the words over the rumble of my bike. “You let me fall in love with you, only to truly fuck me in the end.”
“Livy, I don’t really remember the day that I fell in love with you because I feel like I have been cliff diving into you since I was sixteen years old.
I couldn’t love you any more than I do now, but God, I know I will fall more in love with you tomorrow.”
“Even though I am unsure about most things in life, I know with everything inside of me that I love you and will love you forever. I know that we will face many trials together, but I vow that we won’t face them alone. I vow to always laugh at your jokes even when they are questionable, and I vow to try my hardest not to use all of the hot water. I vow to pick you up any time you are down and to always remind you why we fell so madly in love with each other. More than anything, I vow to love you fiercely for the rest of our days. I love you.”
My hands held her firmly against me as she cried, and I promised her that I would never let go of her. And I meant every word.
Would I get jealous? Fuck yes. I was jealous right now, but there was a difference between jealousy and possessiveness. I didn’t want to possess Staci. I just wanted to love her.
