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“Could always sleep in my bed. I’ll protect you.” “Dream on.” “Believe me, querida, I will.”
She’s…. light. She’s literal sunshine. And it makes a burst of anger shoot through me because I know that for so long, she was with someone who did nothing but dim her.
And when he murmurs, “I just gotta hold you for a sec,” in a quiet, calm, honest voice, that feels pretty freaking perilous too.
“Sometimes, I find it hard to look at you,” he murmurs, “because you’re so fucking beautiful I can’t think.”
“No one else,” he murmurs, the scissoring of his fingers inside of me almost frantic. “Just me and you, querida.”
“You’re gonna fight someone for staring at my ass?” “Querida, I wanna fight people for staring at your face.”
“Gosto mais de você do que desejo.” “I don’t know what that means.” Nick laughs. “Me neither.”
“I need to leave because you are everywhere, all the time, and I can’t fucking think straight. I can’t fucking breathe, Amelia. I can’t stop wanting you and I hate it because you don’t want me.”
