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“Yeah, Summer. That’s exactly what he needs. And I know the perfect person for the job.” And based on the way he’s looking at me right now, I think Rhett Eaton’s new babysitter just might be me.
“Popcorn!” Why do kids always exclaim everything? Like they’re going to win some sort of prize for shouting it out first. Summer quirks a hip and crosses her arms, like she’s weighing the child’s response. “With M&M’s mixed in?”
“What are emnems?” Luke asks, admitting he hasn’t got a fucking clue what she’s talking about. The exchange is cute, and my eyes snap to my brother, wondering if he’s falling in love with Summer Hamilton on the spot. But he just seems perplexed. “They’re a candy. With chocolate. And peanuts.
“Please, Summer. Make my day. Tell me he’s in time out. Tell me he’s a thirty-two-year-old man with a full-time nanny.”
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We don’t look at each other as we walk, but he touches my shoulder gently and gestures me across his body. He moves me to the opposite side of him before taking up position by the road.
And as much as I hate to admit it, I like her eyes on me.
“If these were your last few moments on earth, would you go happy?”
Summer: Well, then, I’m whatever you want me to be. Rhett: That’s a dangerous thing to say.
“It means he’s going to want to kill me, Princess.” Princess.
There’s something about a man who is damn good at what he does that holds an appeal for me.
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So, I guess that’s why I put two fingers in my mouth and pull out the most useless skill I’ve ever learned. One I’ve mastered. I whistle so loud that you can hear it over everything.
he thinks he’s God’s gift to this sport and say, “Maybe he is.”
“Rhett!” I start at the voice, and wince when pain shoots down from my shoulder. I said I wouldn’t stop, but I’ll stop for Summer.
“Don’t be ridiculous. You’ll sleep in my room.”
Summer: What the fuck kind of stories do you plan on telling your children, Wils?
“Rather than kissing your magazine pages, you can try out the real thing.”
“I’m finding I don’t really care what people think where you’re concerned.”
What about our wedding night? I’d love to hear about that.”
Summer: Please don’t do anything stupid while I’m at the staff meeting. I trust you to hold it together for one afternoon. Rhett: Shit, Princess. I don’t know. I might go crazy without you. Summer: For ducks’ sake. Summer: Duck Summer: *Duck Summer: FUCK. Ugh. Why can’t my phone learn that word? I’ll be back around dinnertime. Rhett: Quack.
Because he’s staring at me.
“You wear the hat, you ride the cowboy.”
“Having you think I’m out fucking everything that moves when I’ve looked at nothing and no one since the first day I laid eyes on you. I stepped into that godforsaken boardroom, and you practically demanded I become obsessed with you.”
“Now, tell me honestly, Summer. If this were your last moment on earth, what would you want me to do?” I don’t even need to think about it. I know what I want from him. “Ruin me.” “Good. I’m about fucking done being a gentleman with you. And the only thing I’m ruining you for is anyone else.”
To stop beating my chest like a fucking gorilla every time someone so much as looks Summer’s way.
ew.
I’m hit with a realization that sends me reeling. Summer wasn’t just made for me. She’s it for me.
“But I want to make one thing clear. I am not possessive. I am protective. And I’ll never stop protecting you. I’d hit that fucker again in a heartbeat if it meant keeping him from talking to you that way.”
You literally talk and act like a cave man
“Bet you thought I didn’t remember that.”
“We slept together for a couple of weeks, Summer. Don’t tell me what to do.”
“I really wish people would stop using that saying against me.”
“Fuck my life, he calls you princess, too? Ugh. Unfair.” A lanky redhead standing behind her crosses her arms and rolls her eyes.
HAaahahhaha
Choosing each other. Finding each other. Showing up for each other. And everything about the moment is flawless.
