“I remember thinking that night how I was gonna fall hard for you.” “Really? Because I remember you being ready to stop doing this so I’d stay.” So we didn’t complicate things. “Nah, I was just tryin’ to be a nice guy.” His smirk is fleeting before it falls off. “One thing is for sure, Barbie. This was never gonna end. Not if I had anything to do with it,” he whispers, his hands coming to rest on either side of my jaw, cupping my face. “And in the year that I’ve known you—” “It hasn’t even been a year. It’s only been, like, nine months,” I correct him. How has it only been nine months? It
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