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she and I had to see our way back to some semblance of civilized conversation with each other. But not now. Not when scars were still raw for both of us.
Maybe if she didn’t throw Rio into a mental ward the first chance she got!
It wasn’t easy for women like me to make friends, especially with other women. I never felt like I really fit in anywhere, and women were tribal by nature.
I know the feeling of having mental illnesses and struggling to fit in with people, especially women.
Now that he was gone, though, it was glaringly evident how few friends I had. It was one of many side effects of being a widow, and it always hit me at the strangest times. Times when I didn’t want or need to feel so damn lonely.
So true
Christ. The bodies. Perhaps it had been more than a few… Shit. No!
Oh Grant 🥺
hoped she
Sigh 😌
A grin spread across my face until it physically hurt where I still had bruises.
“Seriously, Rio. Right now. You’ve got to breathe, woman.” I pushed my lips together to keep from snorting in delight. Christ, he really had no idea who he was messing with.
“Oh my God. Grant!”
“God damn, I’ve missed you, Blaze. So much.”
“Don’t you dare put me down, mister. Not yet.” That last part came out in a shaky whisper, but then she found strength in her intention again. “Not ever.”
“Christ. All that sap is going to be hard to get off my floor, and I just had these redone.”
🥰🥰🥰
I would throw my body into oncoming traffic if it meant making her day—a moment—easier for her.
I fucking love Grant so much ❤️
I love how I can feel the passion between these two!
“But don’t you know I’d give you the world if you asked for it?
I bent and kissed her softly. “Not as much as I’ve missed you, Ms. Gibson.”
I grinned and quickly pecked her smooth forehead. So maybe everything would be okay after all. Pretty soon, all this shit would be ugliness of the past—a good thing, since all I wanted to think about was the future with this incredible beauty.
“I just mean that I’m done fighting this, Grant. I’m done fighting us.”
“I was so scared, Grant. So scared you wouldn’t come back to me.”
I debated tossing her over my shoulder, stomping back to the bedroom, and fucking every last ounce of sass from her perfect body and warp-drive mind.
