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"I love you" The best response in the whole world I ser

"I love you too"

"I can’t decide if I want to carry you to my bedroohed, dropping his arainst his chest and looking down atin his world I lifted my chin, and he kissed me softly

When the kiss ended, he kept me there, his face serious "Do you kno scared I was last night? When he proposed?"

Last night How could so much have happened in just twenty-four hours? I wet htened a little on my hips "You shouldn’t have been I was yours the entire time"

He sed and his eyes ain, this kiss hard and doers hard as they pulledfell in his hall,the way, and I lay back on his bed and watched hi as he pulled it over his head and tossed it aside He kicked off his shoes as he undid his jeans, shoving the with the in theand showcasing the utter perfection of theover to the bed, his hand gripping his cock, lance away from the scene, but then he spoke, and I looked up to his face and there … I was a goner Intense heat in those eyes, he looked atto look away fros, baby Let me see you" He stroked hi the bed,hidden from his eyes

He stopped at the foot of the bed and stood, his legs slightly spread, and stared "Touch yourself, baby Put your fingers everywhere that you want my mouth"

If I et before, I was soaked by the tis And with hi, breath hard, I showed him exactly what I wanted him to do

And then, he did it better

I knew I’d said it before, but I loved this h life, I couldn’t see its cracks

Nicole’s dra unemployment

Carter’s parents

Vic

In the ht when Vic proposed--I’d run fast, and love had blurred ether, in this new relationship of I love yous and orgased, for al else

Then real life ca over, and late I eyed the clock and sippedup my playlist The buzzer sounded and I skipped the speaker, letting her in without con of a knock, , pajama pants i to make cupcakes, drink wine, and watch a movie Plans that stalled when I saw the couple at lass, to see if I had chugged it all, had slipped in pills, had done soine h a Gucci crocodile bag,behind her I hadn’t seen them in over a year, and yet, somehow, they looked exactly the same No extra wrinkles fro the months since a proper dye job, no worn suitcase in hand Mother was in a St John suit, her hair perfect, smile wide, a mink stole around her shoulders My father was in his typical garb: an oxford shirt tucked into dress pants, sunglasses perched on his thick head of hair despite the late hour As handsohly illegal bucks

"Chloe, where are your , her hand pushing open my door, and as she swept past, the scent of Chanel No 5 catching me, a thousand memories tied to the smell