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“I’ll give you all my right nows, Nadia. Every fucking last one. I’ll give you anything you want. I’ve been powerless since the first time I laid eyes on you.”
“You’re right, five courses won’t be nearly enough.” “Griffin. Hurry up, and f—” I stop her right there as I drop to my knees before her spread legs. “If you call this fucking one more time, I’m going to flip you over and redden your perfect ass.”
He looks over at me, his harsh gaze softening as I stare back at him. A look specially reserved for me. And when our eyes meet like this, I know it doesn’t matter if I’m standing here wearing scrubby clothes with wild, freshly fucked hair. What’s between us isn’t skin deep. It’s soul deep. We understand each other in a way that no one else can. Based on the way he’s looking at me right now, he feels the same.
Monkey Flower That fuzzy part in the middle is called a stigma. Apparently, it’s the female reproductive organ. These flowers have especially sensitive stigmas, and they think that might help with pollination. I still think about that little whimpering noise you make. Reminds me of you.
And I sob, slapping a hand over my mouth in shock. Because the entire thing is full of wildflowers. A mosaic of bright spring colors. White. Pink. Red. Orange. Blue. Yellow. Every single kind of flower he sent me in his notes.
“But right now, I’m going to beg you to give me another shot. Before? That was a false start. This? This is a clean slate. I want all your right nows. All your tomorrows. I want it all with you.”
