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“The only constant is change.” That’s what Mom always said, usually followed by, “Now embrace the suck. There’s work to do.”
“There are broken people in the world, Samantha. But you’re not one of them. Dinged-up maybe, but not broken, and definitely not beyond repair.”
His heartbeat filled my head and kept the nightmares at bay, but not the weird dreams. No, because I dreamed he kissed my forehead and lingered.
We were strapped into a roller coaster, awaiting the inevitable, but not knowing when the first drop was coming.
“I only sleep on the left side of the bed.” He cocked an eyebrow. “That’s a selfish fact,” I warned. “Not an invitation.” “I’d sleep on the floor to get closer to you.” I was so fucked.
Orbit. That was the word for it. She was the Earth, full of life, raging rivers, erupting volcanoes, mysterious oceans, and breathtaking views. I was a satellite in her orbit, witnessing from a distance while she bloomed.
This is not a temporary thing between us. There is no deadline. I. Am. Always. Yours.” He kissed me softly, his tongue tracing my lower lip. “So go ahead and fall. I’ve gotten really good at catching you.”
A love that demanded to be known and was strong enough not to need reciprocity.
“Because I fucking love you!” The words carried through the room, the hallway, the house, my whole soul. “I’m in love with you, Samantha. You own me, body, heart, mind, soul, whatever there is to give, it’s yours.”
Instead, I kissed her harder, deeper, committing myself to her whether or not she wanted me to, and she gave back everything I knew she was, sweetness, passion, completion.
