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This was my freaking body and I loved the shit out of it. And if I kept telling myself that, maybe one day I’d believe it.
Chet. I should’ve known from the moment we met that he was trouble—just from the name alone.
He does sound like a douchebag
“I can put in thirty-five cents and a handwritten back massage coupon.”
On my way home now. And I have extra treats. BERK: Eagerly awaiting your arrival.
“You said extra treats? I’m starving.” He had a twizzler dangling out of the side of his mouth. “How can you be starving? You’re actively chewing.”
“I need to step up my game. Are you willing to be a taste tester? I’ve got some dough chilling in the fridge.” “I’d taste your dough any day of the week, Jules.”
“One man’s wise is another man’s foolish.”
“Jules?! Her name is Julia,” Chet snapped. “My mistake, I just go with what I call her in bed at night.”
“Don’t do that.” “Do what?” “Minimize what you went through because of what I told you about me.”
“Don’t ever let anyone else make you feel like you’re not awesome.”
She’s not a freaking bone and I’m not a rabid dog. She can laugh at whatever she wants. I love the sound of her laugh.
He was buying me tampons.”
No, I went straight for the vagina problems: A professor’s kryptonite.
“I always take my fun very seriously.” He smiled while tightening the ammo loop over my shoulder and across my chest.
“We can do this without the light.” “No, Jules, we really can’t. I didn’t come all this way to not see you.”
“Could you not paw my girl?” Berk brushed him aside and tucked me in under his arm. “Your girl?” Alexis and I said it at the same time. I stared up at him. He broke his glare at Keyton and looked down at me. “Of course. I mean, if you want.” The uncertainty in his gaze made him even more adorable. “I do.” I rested my hand against his chest, the muscles bunching under my fingertips.
“Maybe I just don’t like you. Why do we have to get along? Are you one of those people who has to be liked by everyone? Is that why you show up with the big smile and the tractor trailer of baked goods? Because you can’t stand the idea of someone not liking you so you bribe them into it?”
Wow that hurt.
“But your mom was nice enough.” “To you. She was so nice to you, but every word from her was trying to cut me down. Like seeing me happy for even a second offended her.” “I’m sure it’s not—” “I don’t even know if my own mother loves me.”
“How many times do I have to tell you, Jules. I’m into you. Whether it’s in letter form, cookie form, pole dancing form, sitting in your sweats on the couch watching TV form, or any other way you want to show me what you’re all about, I’m here for it. I’m here for you.”
One: I’m still here. Two: I can do this. Three: I did the right thing. Four: I deserve to be in a loving, trusting relationship. Five: The pain will go away—eventually…
“The mom who isn’t getting married—she’s in a white dress.” “Technically, it’s champagne.” Alexis squinted. “It looked pretty white to me.” I chuckled. “Me too.” “Damn.”
“And you were never the third best thing in my life, Jules. Never. I’d never play a game again, if it meant I could be here with you.”
