“Did you know . . . you make me so happy that sometimes I actually forget to breathe? I’ll be looking at you, and my chest will get so tight . . . and it’s like, the only thought in my head is how much I want to reach over and kiss you.” He blew out a shaky breath. “So don’t talk about getting me out of here, because I’m not leaving, not unless you’re part of the package, too.”
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