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“What? He’s pierced!” Hunter lifted a brow. “Say the word, and I’ll bring Prince Harry into this marriage tomorrow.” “It’s actually a Prince Albert,”
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I blinked back tears as he opened his palm. A metal band lay in the center of it.
red flag #2 this dude is weird
Spirits… stalkers… Tomato… Tom-ah-to.
“We’re going to get married.”
fake marriage turned marriage of convience 🤪
“Okay.” I shivered. “I’ll marry you.”
“There are no experts on loving, Ranger. Just people brave enough to try.”
“Fuck…” He didn’t curse often.
“But I think it’s because it lets people ignore their own hurt when they focus on others’.”
So why did it feel like even with the answers, I was still going to lose?
“So, then it’s up to you, pretty boy. What are you willing to wager on your wife?”
“I’m willing to risk everything on her.”
His mouth lowered, mine lifted, and for the first time, I crossed into the new year with a kiss. With my husband.
“I can protect you,”
“You did protect me, Ranger.” She
leaving her in nothing but her socks.
“Socks?” “They stay.”
My lips curled. “Good thing I’m usually above average.”
He took a deep inhale. “Vince Bauer.”
stupid fucking jackass bitch
“I read your emails of support to Sydney. You said some very kind things.”
“Well, of course I did. She’s incredible.”
“I think so, too,” he declared. “It’s why I married her.”
“I just had to tell you that your dad would be proud of you.”
Only the best fantasies make us want to live in them forever, and Ranger… he was the very best.
“Will you stay?”
“According to Einstein, time is relative—a measurement affected by gravity. And in the eleven weeks, six days, nineteen hours and thirty-six minutes since I met you, I’ve never fallen so hard, yet my feet haven’t left the ground. The only conclusion is that gravity has changed because you’re around, and therefore time has, too.”
“Having a life I can’t forget isn’t the same as having a life worth remembering. And the only life worth remembering, Sydney, is the one that has you in it. You’re my snow angel, the part of all of this worth savoring… you’re my magic.”
“Say you’ll stay tonight… and the rest of your life?”
“Stay, Sydney.” This time it wasn’t a question. “As my wife.” “Yes.”
“I am a doctor, so technically, it wasn’t a lie.”
“A second opinion.”
I GET THIS REFERENCE
I’d always perceived love as this amorphous emotion,
But it wasn’t. It was concrete. It was as strong as gravity. As swift as lightning. As warm as the sun and as enduring as time. It was an equation made of variables of touch and taste, conversation and connection, but it was one that wasn’t meant to be solved; it was meant to be lived.
“The thought of you having my baby actually makes me really horny.”
lmaoo
“For your seven minutes in heaven?”
“I prefer seven minutes in Sydney.”
“Love finds you whether you’re ready for it or not.”
“we just agree that in the end, love wins.”
