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I’m not easily distracted, but if I could manifest my perfect distraction, it’d look a lot like her.
I just want the fridge to be stocked with things she can eat. I want her to feel at home here because it’s her home too. The realization rams into my chest. I want her here. I want her to want to be here. Fuck, when did that happen?
“Ryan, my guy, you’re so completely fucked, and you can’t even see it.”
The way I see her.
“You can’t stop being who you are because someone else thinks it’s too much, Ind. He can go find less.”
“Don’t lie to me, Shay. You constantly complain about how messy I am. No way in hell do I relax you.”
“You’re chaotic as fuck, Blue, but you bring me more peace than anyone else.”
Before I can think any further, his palms cup my face, long fingers threading into my ponytail, and his lips are on mine.
First Kiss!
“Indy, what are you doing?” “Do you think I’m pretty?” He rolls his eyes. “Do you?” Ryan levels me with a look, serious and stoic. “I think you’re smart.” Oh. “Kind. Chaotic. A bit of a smartass and too charming for your own good.”
because even as angry as he is, Ryan Shay can’t help but be a gentleman.
“Nah. No need to be jealous when I know what’s mine. I’m the one you’re going home with.”
“Ry.” I stop him at his door. He looks back to me, eyes desperate and begging. “Will you help me?” His head falls back, exhaling a sigh of relief. “Fucking finally.”
YESSSSSSS
And if she thinks for a second she’s moving out, she’s out of her goddamn mind.
“Come home with me, Blue.”
“I want you, Ryan. I’ve always wanted you, but I didn’t know I could be so lucky to have you.”
“I stopped pretending a long time ago, Ind.”
“Eyes on me, Indy.”
“Just be careful with me, yeah?”
“Sometimes the quietest love is the loudest,” she continues.
“I want you, Indy. I want us. I want our little life we’ve built even when we thought we were pretending. I want you in our house because you’ve made it a home. I want your mess and your chaos. I want your genuine smiles, the ones you wear when you’re around my sister, the hockey team, and me. I want you happy, and I want to be the reason you are. I want you to choose me.”
“I love you.”
“You know that jersey you’ve got with my last name on it? When you see it hanging there in your closet, let it serve as a reminder to you, that soon enough, it’ll be her last name too.”
Indy’s positive pregnancy test.
With that, he leaves me with my breakfast and a giant house that he wants to fill with our family.
