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We may strangle each other to death, but then we want to be buried next to one another.
I glanced in Kevin’s direction for support and did a double take when I saw a crumpled napkin and an empty chair. I took a moment to reflect on how rude he was—when you learn teleportation, you teach others.
“Okay, that’s the second time this morning,” I informed him. “I’m going to need a seeing eye dog if you keep this up.” “Like a dog could stand you. The first opportunity he got, he’d walk you straight into traffic.”
I walked past a senior group doing yoga on the expansive front lawn, which made me think of my mother. I was a caring, dutiful son, so I made a mental note to grab a brochure to threaten her with.
“That’s love for you. Making decisions all on its own. I don’t have any say in that. I love you because my heart says so.” He sent me a crooked smile. “I like you because I say so.”
Those blue eyes crinkled at the corners in an achingly familiar way. “I love you.” Ah, how sweet. I offered him my own particular brand of romance. “Drop dead.” I closed the door on his loud and hearty laughter, a smile tugging at my mouth.
The Great One? I pivoted on my heel to leave and Danny’s hands on my shoulders turned me right back around. The complete three-sixty made my head swim. I briefly felt like a human bobblehead.
“It’s not like that,” Dakota said, his cheeks pink. “It’s not, right?” I threw up my hands in exasperation. My boyfriend is gonna bean you with a can of peas.
Dear Diary, Today I was given permission to be the saltiest motherfucker that ever walked the earth.
Another thought occurred to me that made me groan. “Wait. Does this mean Kevin saved my life?” “Yours and mine. I sure as hell wasn’t letting you go,” he informed me. “And you’d better believe he’s never going to let us forget it.”