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She flopped back against the cushions. “This is it, isn’t it?” “What?” “The start of your villain era,” she said. “The ‘no fucks given, ask me if I care, throw out your whole life and start over just because you feel like it’ era.”
I actually laughed
“Gennie wanted to visit,” he boomed, clapping his hands together. “You know you’re a real parent when you blame the kid. Wise. I like it.”
“I’ll stay for the game. I’ll give you some pointers on how to make it look like you’re completely in love with me and uninterested in anyone else.” Yes. Show me what that looks like. I have no idea.
Adorable
She drew swirls and circles as she hummed to herself and all the tension I’d stored there melted away. If she could do the exact same thing to my neck, I’d build a shrine in her honor.
ADORABLE
“I’m not sure. Is there something you’d share with me?” Only everything in the entire world.
“Let’s be really nice to her,” Gennie said around a yawn. “Maybe she’ll want to visit us more.” God, I hope so. “I’ll see what I can do.”
Freaking adorable little child
“You must love that he’s in such good shape now,” Winnie said to me. “Bodies are extremely temporary and they’re the least interesting things about us. They carry us around while we’re on this earth and there’s nothing more I can ask from my body than that. I certainly wouldn’t spend any time worrying about the size or shape of anyone else’s body. Not when I could care about their heart and their mind instead.”
“You were spectacular. I don’t know how you do that thing where you change their mind without telling them they’re wrong but I love you.” He blinked hard. “I mean, I love how you handle people. You saved me twice this morning and I don’t give a shit how much jam you move today, consider your fields plowed and planted.”
ADORABLE LITTLE B A B Y
Noah: Cancel the car. I’ll be there in 20 minutes. Shay: You don’t have to come get me. Noah: That doesn’t change the fact that I am.
SWOOOOON
“He is your husband,” she replied. “You might not be doing the picket fence thing but he can give you a ride home when you’re stuck in a sketchy bar without it being a great act of charity. Even if he wasn’t your husband, he’s your friend. You can and should expect him to be there for you when you need it.”
FUCK YES MAN. This comment is honestly the sanest thing i've ever read in any of the fake relaationship books. Jaime is SO SMART
With one eye glued to the clock and both ears listening for the creak of the staircase, I spread frosting over the cake. I couldn’t get it even to save my life but the cake was fully covered. Maybe Shay would assume this was Gennie’s handiwork. That would help. This could pass as the work of a six-year-old.
TRUE PARENT
Shay: I’m home. Noah: Yes. It seems like you are.
SCREAMING
“I have to pick up my class in a few minutes,” I said. “Then I’m stealing this minute from you. If you want it back, you’ll have to come and get it.”
“When you get married for real, you’re going to make someone very happy.” He stilled and glared down at me, one corner of his lip curling up. “I don’t want to talk about my next marriage while I’m busy consummating this one.”
Her comment just turned me off.
“You really don’t have to—” “Say that again.” I circled the bed, a hand unlatching my belt as I went. “Say it again and see what happens, wife. See how long it takes me to bend you over this bed and show you what I don’t have to do.”
I WANTTTTTTT
“Noah suggested I meet the ex at the market.” “He wants to keep an eye on things,” Jaime said. “How did you know?” She scoffed. “Have you met your husband? Really, doll. He’s gonna pelt that son of a bitch with apples and run him right out of the market. Chase that motherfucker down the street.”
Have I mentioned that I love Jaime? BECAUSE I LOVE JAIME
“You know I’m never getting married and I’m the last person in the world to end up in a committed relationship but you’ll stop me if I end up with the wrong person. Right?” Tears blurred my gaze. “What if you tell me I don’t know that person or your relationship? What if you don’t talk to me for five days—or longer? What should I do if it seems like you’ll choose them over me?” “I’m gonna need you to slap me,” she said simply. “Just haul off and give me a head-snapping slap.”
I fucking love her
He’d secured me into his ATV, muttering to himself about being crazy if I thought he’d let me wander through the orchard while sex drunk.
I love this so damn much
He always thought he was too rough, too aggressive. He thought I was small and fragile despite the fact I was neither of those things, but there was something surprisingly wonderful about someone doting on me that way. I felt perfect and precious when he rubbed cream into my skin or frowned over a bite mark he’d left on my inner thigh. I felt like I’d been waiting a very long time for someone who knew how to shatter me and also wanted to pick up all the pieces. And I felt an unpleasant sense of relief in discovering that person was my husband.
I am in love
She gave field hockey a try this past spring. Who would’ve guessed she’d enjoy wielding a stick and running around in a mask while yelling her ass off? Shocking.
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