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Me on the other hand, I’m an introvert. Let me stay home, curled up on the couch with a book, and I’m good.
I wish I would have brought a book with me, so I could get lost in another universe entirely.
I’m feeling like a giddy schoolboy because she is mine. She was always meant to be mine.
She isn’t like the others. She won’t leave me.”
She’ll come to terms with everything. She is mine. I’ll take care of her. Eventually she’ll see that too.
“You don’t need to cover yourself for me. Every curve is a work of art.”
“Alex,” I say, clearing my throat, shocking myself. I’ve never told anyone my real name before, but for her I’d jump off a bridge and deep dive into those eyes.
She gives a slight shiver, and I’m out in a beat to get us fresh towels. I need to warm her up.
“I want to go home.” “You are home now, little butterfly. This is your home with me. I’ll take care of you.”
I need to knock some sense into my head and stop falling for this guy. He kidnapped me for Christ’s sake.
“Didn’t anyone ever tell you? Never run from a predator, little butterfly.”
