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I’d rather be barefoot in a dirty liquor store with you.”
Because she’s a tether that has never let go, even when I’ve wanted her to.
“It’s your eyes.”
“Yeah. A robin’s egg is more accurate. Remember when we were walking to the river that one time and the shell fell out of the tree in front of us? You were so excited about there being baby birds, and I remember picking it up and looking at you, thinking that it matched almost perfectly.”
Because I’ve been staring at Jasper Gervais since I was ten years old, and suddenly . . . he’s staring back.
Jasper: I don’t like talking to people. Sloane: You talk to me. Jasper: You’re not people. Sloane: Lmao. What am I then? Jasper: My person.
“Sunny, you’re gonna make me lose my mind.” “Good,” I murmur against his mouth. “We’ll be insane together. I’m so tired of doing it alone.”
“You’re not alone. I’m right there with you.”
The firecracker girl. The prima ballerina who trains her ass off and drinks cheap beer like it’s fine wine.
“I feel like I could crumble under the weight of not wanting to disappoint you. I’m paralyzed by my fear of losing you.”
know I don’t need to tell you that you’re only allowed to touch my pussy when I say so.”
