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“Actually, I will kill you anyway.”
this. i cant wait to see this part live.
“I am going to take care of this,” he told her. There was something determined, earnest in his eyes. Olive had never felt safer, or more loved. “And then I’ll come find you, and I’ll take care of you.”
gods third time and it still make me sappy
Malcolm smiled and leaned his head against her shoulder. “My kalamata knows me well.”
For the first time in days, it wasn’t even a lie. Adam was here. And all those emails were in her inbox.
“Holden, we’ve talked daily for the past twenty-five years, and I have been to at least five Power Rangers–themed birthday parties of yours. The last one was when you turned seventeen.” Malcolm attempted to cover his laugh with a cough.
HA
“Because,” he said, holding Olive’s eyes, “burgers taste like foot.”
oh. 🥹
“I’m going to take a wild guess and assume that you hate egg rolls, just like everything else that’s good in the world.”
“Our boyfriends have so much in common.” “They do. They think hating entire harmless families of food is a personality trait.”
“You two met the year before you started your Ph.D. here, when you came for your interview, and he’s been pining after you ever since.”
holy fuck its happening
HYPOTHESIS: When given a choice between A (telling a lie) and B (telling the truth), I will inevitably end up selecting . . . No. Not this time.
“What did Adam’s fortune cookie say?” “Mmm.” Olive made a show to look at the strip. “Not much. Just ‘Holden Rodrigues, Ph.D., is a loser.’ ”
You can fall in love: someone will catch you.
“Sweetheart,” he murmured. “What is the second thing?” She was still crying, but she’d never been happier. So she said it, probably in the worst accent he’d ever heard. “Ik hou van jou, Adam.”
YESSSSSSSSSSSSS
“May I kiss you, Dr. Carlsen?”
First, just allow me to say: asgfgsfasdgfadg. I cannot believe this book exists. Truly, afgjsdfafksjfadg.
me core
Then I dream of you, and when I wake up my head’s still there, stuck on something funny, beautiful, filthy, intelligent that’s all about you.
oh gods this is so. WOW JUST WOW
She does this every single time. Makes him want to laugh, like he’s somehow not really the sulky, humorless person he knows himself to be.
“Can I fuck you?” he asks against her mouth.
“Can I fuck you? Please?”
oh my gods.
“You’re so big,” she gasps.
“You can take it.”
HOLY FUCK IT FEELS SO DIFFERENT IN HIS POV
Delicious, drowning torture.
This is it. He thinks, I love you. He thinks, Maybe, one day, you’ll even let me tell you.
