Protecting You (Bailey Brothers, #1)
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“Grace is home,” Logan said. “Yeah.” Levi replied without looking at his brother. “She needs a proper welcome. We should go give her a five-moon salute.” Logan smirked and mimicked pulling his pants down to show his ass. “Why would we do that?” “Because it would be funny.”
sal 🪩
man with most decorum on the planet
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lot and spend time together. And they might get married someday, but they might not.” “Oh. Okay, because Grace is gonna marry Asher.” I met my mom’s eyes right as a flush hit my cheeks. “What?” Mom’s lips curled in an amused smile. “Is she? What makes you think that?” “She just is. Can I have more pizza?”
sal 🪩
he ate tbh
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My gaze went to Grace again while Naomi grabbed Eli’s shoes and left. She’d moved toward me, or I’d moved toward her, or maybe both. For some reason it was kind of hard to tell what was happening, except that we were now only about a foot apart.
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And all this, right here, was what had kept me from ever making a move with Grace. She was a part of this family. So were her mom and her little brother. Our lives, and the lives of everyone we both loved, were tightly intertwined.
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The problem was, Grace had lodged herself into my heart a long time ago, and she hadn’t left room for anyone else to get in.
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Two, I didn’t just have a thing for Grace. I was in love with her. Crazy fucking in love with her.
sal 🪩
AWE
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It was a fact I’d been denying for a long time. Telling myself the distance between us was because we’d grown apart. That wasn’t true. I’d put that distance between us. Pulled away from her because I thought my feelings for her were too dangerous.
sal 🪩
me and asher got them avoidant attachment styles 🤞🏽🤞🏽
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Grace didn’t know it yet, but she was mine. Long before the end of summer, she’d know. And she’d know I was hers, too.
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“No?” Joel’s gaze slid to me. “If he’s not giving it to you good enough, I will.” Cory grabbed his crotch. “Why don’t you come take this for a ride, baby?” “Gross, Cory,” I said. “How would I even find it? I don’t have a magnifying glass with me.”
sal 🪩
i literally feel like i’m watching some teen romance show and im here for it
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“You stupid bitch.” Cory took a step toward me, but Asher smoothly inserted himself between me and the jackass. “Don’t.” Asher’s voice was dangerously low.
sal 🪩
not asher abt to go to jail for her
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I liked it when Chief Stanley talked about my parents. I almost never talked about them, but hearing bits and pieces of who’d they’d been, from someone who’d known them well, kept them alive for me in a way I appreciated.
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leaned against the half-wall in front of the stairs. It was hard not to blurt out that I was glad she liked it because I wanted to date her and hoped she’d eventually move in. That even though we were still young, I kind of wanted to fast-track things with her because I already knew she was it for me.
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It was making me jumpy. He’d been touching me, too. Little nudges, or brushes of his arm against mine. Light touches on my lower back. He’d tugged my ponytail and when I’d smacked his arm for it, he’d winked at me. If I hadn’t known better, I’d have thought Asher had been flirting with me.
sal 🪩
he’s so cute
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Something deep inside me ached for that version of reality. For a world where Asher and I were together. Because anything else felt so wrong.
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“How did you feel about me?” “The same way I do now.” He turned me toward him and looked me in the eyes. “Grace, I’m in love with you.”
sal 🪩
AAHHH!!
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He was enticingly new and intimately familiar, all at once. He was everything. He was home.
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It was elegant and sophisticated—and different from anything I’d ever worn before. I’d paired it with wedge-heeled sandals and painted my toenails bright red.
sal 🪩
sorry but if i was asher and saw her wearing this id turn around and go back home
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This wasn’t just a date, any more than last night had been just a kiss. It felt like every road we’d taken had been leading us here, even when neither of us had known it. That he and I were as inevitable as the sunrise.
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“We should probably go. I need to kiss you like I need to breathe,
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In between matches, I scanned the other teams, wondering who’d be going up against Asher. There were quite a few men who appeared similar in size. One paced back and forth on the other side of the gym, his eyes locked on Asher. His head was buzzed and even though he wore a dark blue gi, there was no mistaking the muscle underneath.
sal 🪩
ouuu asher please dont get ur ass beat 😭😭
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And now instead of a furnished apartment, I had a little box with Grace’s engagement ring.
sal 🪩
OKAY!
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My body was content, but—more than that—so was my soul.
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She was my first love, even though I’d taken too long to tell her. And she was going to be my only love. I knew that now more than ever. Grace was it for me.
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He slid his arms around me. “I never had any doubt.” Neither did I. I think a part of me had always known I’d marry Asher Bailey. And I’d been right.
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Like the image of Grace on the ground, pinned down in that alley, surrounded. Asleep or awake, it haunted me. As did the truth of what I’d done. A guy was fucking dead because of me.
sal 🪩
HE FUCKING KILLED HIM OH MY GODJ9/$:!: 🤭🤭
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And what were the chances a trial would go in my favor? Would a jury let me walk after what I’d done?
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ermm i think the jury would understand that killed the man trying to SA ur fiancée
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Neither could I. I couldn’t go back in time. Couldn’t take it back. And the really fucked-up thing? I didn’t know if I would.
sal 🪩
PERIOD!!
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My future was once again hazy, the road I traveled shrouded in fog. But I knew one thing: I wasn’t giving up on him. Not now. Not ever. No matter what happened, no matter how bad things got, Asher was mine. And I would always belong to him.
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“None of this is your fault. And I’m so fucking sorry, Grace. But it’s over. You’re not going to wait for me, and we’re not getting married when I get out.”
sal 🪩
i would start beating his ass tbh
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But when you walk out those prison doors, you’ll come home to me. I’ll be waiting for you, with your ring still on my finger.