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at only thirty-two years old, I feel old as balls.
He claps me on the back, and my teeth shake. He’s a big man.
And as much as I hate to admit it, I like her eyes on me.
Summer: Well, then, I’m whatever you want me to be. Rhett: That’s a dangerous thing to say.
Rhett is poetry in motion.
“Welcome to the wild side, Princess.”
Watching her sleep like a lovesick Ted Bundy or something.
“I’m finding I don’t really care what people think where you’re concerned.”
It’s like you’re so busy forcing yourself to smile and be happy all the time that you don’t even realize when you’re entitled to be pissed off.”
“You wear the hat, you ride the cowboy.”
I think I might want him to ruin me.
With one step forward, my hand darts out and I yank the saddle-brown cowboy hat off his head and place it on mine.
“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.”
Kip: I was worried she might have killed you. Just looking out for you, son. Rhett: She almost did.
But I’m pretty fucking sure Summer is a game-changer in more ways than one.
“I think I’ve wasted enough time with men who aren’t good enough to know that you are better than good. More than enough.”
I’m hit with a realization that sends me reeling. Summer wasn’t just made for me. She’s it for me.
That smile is my kryptonite. And those hands. And that mouth, including the toe-curling things that come out of it. The dick, too. Big fan of Rhett Eaton’s dick.
Actually, it would seem I’m just a big fan of Rhett Eaton, and not the cocky cowboy everyone else gets to see.
“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 were out there this whole time, and now I know you exist, and I can never go back.
Choosing each other. Finding each other. Showing up for each other. And everything about the moment is flawless.
And I’m happy too, because I get to be stuck in her orbit for the rest of my life.
