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I don’t trust a person who can’t handle the responsibility of watering a real plant once a week.
use my finger to gently lift his chin and force his gaze to mine. “Was that your first kiss?”
For thirty years I’ve walked through life not feeling any type of sexual interest in others.
He’s fire, and I’m a suicidal moth.
He won’t be kissing anyone else but me. His mouth is mine. His whole body is mine. I didn’t have parents and I never learned how to share.
“Do you have any other family?” he asks. “No. All I have is Emery and Brenda. And that’s all I need.” William sighs against me, his breath tickling my skin. “And me,” he whispers. Why, yes, it seems that I do.
“Who said I’d marry you?” I ask, arching an eyebrow at him. He glances up at me, those blue eyes of his so endearing, and I just melt. “Fine. If you insist. We will discuss details later.”
“Who’s going to love me now that she’s gone?” I whisper. William reaches over and clasps my hand. “Me, Lexington. Me. I will love you.”