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He blinks “Truth It’s all truth from this point forward”

“Have you ever lived here with a girlfriend?”

“No I’ve never lived with anyone Why do you ask?”

“Your bedrooirly”

Josh smiles to himself “You’re such a moron sometimes”

“Thanks Hey, should I go ho to wear tomorrow”

“Would you believe, I own my oasher and dryer”

“Hofangled” I go into his bedroo “I hope Helene doesn’t notice I’m in the same outfit”

“I’d say the only person at B and G who notices that much about you will be the same one who laundered those walk-of-shame clothes”

I sit up on ave him beside his bed There’s also white roses, petals unfurled and loose He didn’t have a vase, so he used a jar I close my eyes I can’t move for a bit

I love higing through Stitching love intoThe color of love is surely this robin’s-egg blue

When his feet appear in the doorway I takeat my underwear”

“That would be rude,” he agrees “I will close my eyes”

I sit on his bed I s the silky thread count I push one fist into his pillow He dreams He lives And he will do it all withoutthere with my head in my hands

“Shortcake,” he says, and I know he is genuinely regretful