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“You don’t know how much it means to me to have you see it all,” I whispered in his ear, my fingers stroking through his damp hair. “All the skeletons I’ve buried and you’re still here. I…I never thought I’d have that. Thank you, Sal,” I whispered hoarsely. He pulled away briefly, his dark eyes appraising me in the dim light. “Your skeletons are more beautiful than most angels, baby,” he whispered gruffly.”
― Sal
― Sal
“Cole and I spent the whole day together, wanting to be close, whether we were watching TV on the sofa or reading side by side. I wasn’t sure if it was the incident with Jake or the pregnancy, but either way I welcomed the contact. I felt more connected to Cole than ever. We were seated side by side on the couch as he worked on his laptop and I watched some guilty pleasure reality TV. “What”
― Cole
― Cole
“I smiled at him, the first true smile I’d had in as long as I could remember. The kind that started from the inside and shone outward like a beacon. “There it is,” he rasped, his eyes shining with joy. “What?” I asked quietly. “My light,” he replied simply.”
― Axel
― Axel
“Okay?” “Yeah.” I sighed. “I just needed your sweet.” “My sweet?” he asked in confusion. I nodded against his chest. “Sometimes I need your bossy. Sometimes I need your happy. Sometimes, even your anger. It’s there to protect me when I need it, like tonight. Sometimes, like now, I just need your sweet.”
― Cal
― Cal
“What the hell are you doing?” I demanded incredulously. “Babe, we’re gonna fight; I don’t know much but I know that,” he muttered. “I’m an angry motherfucker and you’re as sweet as you are stubborn.” “I am not stubborn,” I argued. He chuckled as I glared. “We’ll fight,” he continued as he climbed up onto the bed. I scooted away indignantly. “But baby, you’re mine. You sleep under our roof or I find the one you’re under.”
― Axel
― Axel
“There it is,” he rasped, his eyes shining with joy. “What?” I asked quietly. “My light,” he replied simply.”
― Axel
― Axel





