P.S. I Loathe You

by Isla Olsen

“I’ve never wanted anything or anyone more than I want you.” I can feel my heart beating in my chest at his admission, and it only thumps harder as he continues, “And I don’t mean just in that moment. It’s all the fucking time. If that’s something that scares you, I’m sorry but you’ll just have to get over it because I’m completely, utterly addicted to you.”

“Alright, fine. Yes, for some reason that I’m finding absolutely impossible to fathom, I’ve managed to fall in love with you.” I smile. “Ditto.” Devon screws his face up. “Hell no. You’re not getting out of this by ripping off Ghost. Say it back properly!”