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“Can we call him Doctor D?”
His hands were plunged into the pockets of his black scrubs and he had veins running down his toned arms. I loved well-hydrated veins.
First of all, if you think for one second that I can be flipped with cupcakes and handwritten apology letters, then you are absolutely correct.
I’m single and off the market, so no one can tell me who can write me letters or what kind of exotic pets I’m allowed to bring home. Might get wild and start realizing my dream of running a skunk rehab. They’re supposed to be good to cuddle once their scent glands are removed.
And do not under any circumstances bring up sex toys to my mom. You will never escape the conversation. No one will be able to save you.”
And just so you know, there is no greater show of love than someone bringing you food without being told. A man who brings you food without you asking is thoughtful and considerate.
I hated that he had to go through this. I wouldn’t have been able to do it. If I had to go to Nick and Kelly’s engagement party, I’d show up in my wedding dress to burn the venue down.
“You know, you actually scare me a little bit…”
I slipped into the taxidermy room and waited five minutes, and when the door creaked open, I turned and smiled. But it wasn’t Briana. It was Amy.
Swamp donkey!!!
“We’re different. We agree to be harmless to each other.”
I gave her an amused look. “You don’t have to bring my dad dead things.” “But I want to be his favorite,” she whined.
“Use me for whatever you want. Just stay.”
Come home. Come home and I’ll take care of you.”
“Look, I understand what you’ve been through. I do. And we didn’t plan all this to happen this fast. It’s unexpected and it’s scary for you. I get that. We can slow down. We can take a little break if you need it. I can give you space, but I will never leave you, Briana. Do you hear me? Never. Every single thing that matters to me in this world is in this bed. I love you.”
I wanted to carry her off and put her where I could keep her safe, pack love around her and insulate her from whatever was eroding her.
But sometimes the hardest thing isn’t trusting the next person. It’s trusting yourself.
But if you don’t deal with trauma, it just circles back around.
It was a love story. Our love story.
