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“First and foremost, I’d like to thank you for coming in today. It’s the first step, after all.”
🤭oh girl
“I’m aware of how difficult it can be to try something like this, especially if you haven’t used any form of matchmaking services before. But we’re complete professionals, and I promise you that our service is always first-class. We’ll never pair you with someone we don’t believe will be a good fit.”
😂😂😂
“Will you praise me after each answer?”
🤭😏
“It was very enlightening.”
“Miss Davis was helpful yesterday,” Mr. Winter says. “I know she’ll continue to be so in the future.”
“Tell me more about your business structure, Miss Davis. I’d like to hear it from you.”
😏of course you do
“Well,” I say. “Let us set you up on a date.”
Yes….let’s 😏😏
Enjoys being difficult, I write. Could be devastating if he decides to flirt with a woman in earnest. Doubtful he’ll ever do something he doesn’t want to.
This will be interesting
He sighs. “She was too serious.”
😐😂 men will say anything
The darkness will be the only color I’ll see. Or will I lose that, too? Blindness is the absence of sight, after all, and black is a color.
🥺🥺 thats why he said no to the “you in 5 years” question
But her naive optimism and belief in love galled something inside of me, itched at the bitterness that sometimes threatened to choke me.
🥺
“You’re right, and I think in this situation, it is certainly mutual,”
😐
“before escaping back to your beautiful girlfriend and your son.”
Frederica🥰
A wicked idea takes form. One I shouldn’t speak out loud. But the interaction with Tristan has put me on edge, on a day where I’m already dancing with my demons. Why not add one more? “I’m not sure, Miss Davis. You did promise me a date, and so I haven’t set up one on my own. But there is a way you could make it
😏😏
“I’m the one asking you for a favor,” I say. The words flow easily, following a script I’d once known intimately. “Let me send a couple of dresses over to your apartment.”
🫢😭
“This wasn’t your official third date or anything. The bet is still on. But if it were, how did I do?”
🫢😏 Smart
“She was serious when she needed to be. Silly when she could.”
The true answer has no business being spoken aloud. That I’d picked them out myself, held the fabric up and pictured her form in them.
😩
She deserves someone who is whole and has a full life ahead of him.
🥺🥺
She’d been the one to break it off, a month after we learned about my eyesight.
😡
It’s kind of a funny story. He was supposed to be a guide dog.”
😧
“I’m not technically your boss,” he says, voice deepening. “Your aunt is.”
Love a good technicality 😏
“Next time, suggest something you actually enjoy, Summer.” The two beautiful words spread like warm honey through my veins. Next time.
🤭🥰 “NEXT TIME”
“Hypothetically, if you weren’t my boss, and we weren’t just friends, do you think we’d ever…? Well?”
😫😫😫
“Because we’re friends. Because I’m not a romantic, Summer. You know I don’t believe in love or relationships. I’m not… like you. And I don’t want to hurt you.”
😟🥺
He bends down and my eyes flutter closed as he presses the briefest of kisses to my cheek. The soft scratch of his beard against my skin sends goose bumps racing along my arms. “Don’t think I haven’t thought about it,” he murmurs.
😫😫SCREAMING!!!!!!!
When I open my eyes again he’s smiling to himself.
Smiling 😧🤭
She looks from Summer’s half-closed door to Vivienne’s open one.
Clocked
“Come out and have lunch with me."
🤭 oh he likes her
“I have a place in Montauk, and I’m going next weekend,” I say, making the decision to as I say it. “You’re welcome to come along.”
🤭🤭🤭🤭 giggling, kicking my feet
“Summer,” he interrupts, “I’d love to have dinner with you.”
🥰🥰
“Sing in the shower every day you’re here.”
🥰😫🥺🥺
My hands curl around the edge of the blanket and I sway on my feet. Reach up on my tiptoes and press a kiss to his lips.
😧🫢girl
He catches my wrist and tugs me against him, tipping my head back and slanting his mouth over mine.
🥴
He kisses me like he already knows how I taste and is addicted to it. Like I might disappear at any moment.
Finding the one woman you want when you have nothing to give. If the universe has a sense of humor, I imagine it’s laughing at me now.
I kiss her.
SCREAMING
“Wow. So you do find me attractive.” “Of course I do.”
“It was a mistake, and I’m sorry.”
NO!
“I’m going blind, Summer.”
🥺🥺 finally told her
Retinitis pigmentosa rarely shows up at my age, but when it does, it progresses fast. Most people have it diagnosed in childhood. It’s genetic. Nothing I can do to change it. Nothing I did caused it.”
Why he said no to kids🥺
Life is unfair and ephemeral and yet so heartbreakingly beautiful, and I hope he’ll see that one day, eyesight or no.
“Skinny-dipping in the ocean.”
Keeping his gaze, I put my napkin on the table. Put down the chopsticks and push up from the chair.
He’s carried me onto the shore. “Let’s go inside,” Anthony murmurs.
🥴🥵
“You still want me,” he says. It’s a statement and a question, evident in the lines of his body and the way he’s holding himself back.
🥺
“Yes. So much.”
“So it wasn’t that cold in the water,” I tease.
😂😂😂
He picks up the last piece of toast from my plate and feeds it to me,
Not him trying to shut her up😂😂😂
“If I can choose between swimming, fucking you and talking about my vision, I know which one I’ll rank last.”
