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Confession: I hate standing next to skinny girls.
“Some people just don’t get happily ever after, at least not in the traditional sense.”
Part of me wanted to look away and deny the sadness in her deep brown eyes. I’d only known her two days, and it fucking sucked seeing this strong, beautiful woman brought down by a man who would hardly give her a second look and a woman who clearly thought appearance was the only thing that mattered.
Confession: I’m not used to accepting help.
“Let him choose his intentions.” “What do you mean?”
“You’re already assuming you know the ‘why’ behind what he did, but the truth is, Tyler’s the only one who knows.”
Everything in me screamed that I needed to be independent. That I didn't want him to see me as any more of a charity case than he probably already did. But then Mara’s words came to mind. Let him choose his intentions. “If you're sure,” I finally said.
Confession: Sometimes, I wanted a hero to rescue me.
His voice was honey, just as sweet as his words. “This is when a regular guy would lean in and kiss you goodnight.” Involuntarily, I swallowed, flicking my gaze to his lips. “But you don’t want a regular guy,” he finished. “I don’t?” I breathed. Because right now, nothing sounded better than a kiss goodnight from Tyler Griffen. He shook his head, resolute. “You deserve a hero. Someone who would take care of you, even though you’re capable of caring for yourself.” My lips parted. Was he saying... “A hero would lean in, kiss your forehead, and walk away, because, with a girl like you, he’d know
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“A partner, a true partner, can change everything. They’ll bring out the best in you, force you to acknowledge your weak spots, help you grow faster than you ever could on your own. I’d hate for you to miss out on that because you don’t think you deserve it.”
That’s how Tyler made me feel, and I was high on the experience. High on him.
Confession: I’m not jealous, but I don’t mind claiming my territory.
“There’s my sunshine,” I said. “Just needed some coffee.”
She shook her head at me and took another drink.
Confession: I like my men sweet, and their talk dirty.
