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liked my women the way I liked my relationships—fast, dirty, and casual.
“Yeah,” she said with a sad smile that had my insides churning. “Yeah, what?” I pressed. “I would have loved you.”
“How do you know?” I demanded, my voice a rasp. “Because I already do, dummy.” And with that, she walked out of my office.
I fucking love you. And not just because you’re part of a package deal.”
“I want daisies in your hair.”

