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She was beautiful. The kind of beauty that would take years to fully appreciate, and even longer to fully discover. The kind you’d want to wake up to every day, the kind you’d want to see in your kids and their kids. The forever kind.
“Mallory Shaw. Nice to officially meet you, Decker James. Looks like we’re both big-ass liars.”
There wasn’t much left of my heart, but whatever there was I’d shove into his massive palm.
“I need to hold you tonight, Mallory. Don’t fight it, and I’m too fucking exhausted to explain it, but please just give me this.”
Butterflies, pterodactyls, and fucking bats were set loose in my chest at his admission.
There were words, stories, and songs in the prints we left on each other’s bodies.
“You make me feel less lost. I saw you over those five days, that raggedy red hoodie, and suddenly it felt like I’d finally found a compass…a way to get back home.”
This girl I was falling for had a fucking way out of the storm inked into her skin. She is meant for me.
“I’m falling for you. When I look at you, you’re not just some girl I like. You look like you’re already mine.
“Who the fuck said I like you? I believe the words I told you were that I was falling for you, which was a joke. I’m gone for you, Mallory—done for. There’s no one else for me.
He had the moon in his chest, and my heart was the tide.
