Fangirl Down

“I was very happy being alone until you showed up. You’ve ruined me.”

Her heart galloped in her chest. “I’m sorry.”

“I’m not. I love being ruined by you. Bring it the fuck on.”

don’t miss people to the point of torment, Josephine. And I don’t spend the night with women, waking up every couple of hours to convince myself they’re not a dream. I do both of those things with you like it’s my job. And a lot of other annoying things I’m not willing to admit yet, but they involve planning trips to Bath and Body Works and wondering if Wellsophine is a viable ship name.”

Oooh. Rings.

Wow. Pump the brakes, man.

just . . . have this pretty intense need to make sure everyone knows you’re very fucking important.

“I don’t conduct exit interview

He knew what real success looked like now—earning the love and loyalty of his soul mate.

I’m so gone for this woman.
She’s not just the one. She’s . . . the rest of me.

I’m going to marry this woman.
Done fucking deal. Someone direct him to the nearest ring shop.

“I was very happy being alone until you showed up. You’ve ruined me.”
Her heart galloped in her chest. “I’m sorry.”
“I’m not. I love being ruined by you. Bring it the fuck on.”

They fucked like Armageddon was right around the corner.
And they looked right into each other’s eyes while it happened.