Dig

by L.A. Ferro

I want her tears when she's sad, her smiles when she's happy, and that pretty mouth when she's feeling feisty. I want it all.

Resting my forehead against hers, I say, “I don't think you're ready for your last first kiss, pretty girl.”

Aria Montgomery will be my everything, or she will be nothing.

“Pretty girl, you taste like forever.”

“I know this because I’m just as fucking scared. I feel it, Aria. It’s all or nothing with us, baby, and I can feel you falling. Let me catch you.”

I’m not the one that broke you. I’m not someone you need to fear. I’m just a man who wants to be a part of your world.”

Just promise you won’t stop fighting for me. I need you to dig. When I’m not the man I was yesterday, dig. DIG until you uncover the better parts of me, the parts that belong to you.”

I lost my girl once but fuck me if I’m going to lose her twice. Aria Montgomery will be mine.

“Look around, Aria. This entire fucking house is a shrine to you. This is the spot where we had our first date, the first time I ever held you in my arms, the spot where I kissed you for the first time and told you that you were mine. When I pulled you into the water that night, you told me you didn’t like water you couldn’t see in. This dock is so that you could be on the water and not in it. It’s always been you, pretty girl. It will only ever be you.”