You Deserve Each Other (You Deserve Each Other, #1)

by Sarah Hogle

I am learning at this very moment in time that tormented English literature professor who’s just hit rock bottom is my specific type.

she's not wrong-

He’d feel like reassurance. Quiet strength. Security. The bright coals of a fire. He’d feel like warm arms on a cold starry night, breaths puffing up white. He would feel like a sturdy old house in the woods and a plaid winter cap.

“I think you’re lovesick,”

stop it.