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4.5 Stars
there are just no words to express how much i love this series
Fav quotes:
For years I've felt like I'm one step behind everyone around me,
"You don't have to worry about her," I assure my daughter. "As long as she's with me, she'll be fine. I'll keep her safe."
"Are you serious?" My shoulders rise innocently. "I don't know what you're talking about."
"Let me take care of you."
"This is the nicest thing anyone has ever done for me," I murmur into her hair, and her hands tighten on my back.
If she were mine, l'd worship her.
"You're safe with me," he murmurs.
"Poppy?" he says, as if seeking permission, and I nod. "Yes. I need it... I need it there."
"Here?" he asks roughly, checking again. "Yes," I pant. God, touch me everywhere.
"They send them for all the finalists," I say with a shrug. It's a lie. I ordered the limo the moment Bailey told me how awful Poppy's prom was.
"I'm upset that I can't kiss you-that I shouldn't have kissed you. That I can't take you home." "You are taking me home," I point out. Which is a very stupid thing to say considering everything he just told me. My brain must be short-circuiting.
"Why were we the only limo there to-night?" I ask quietly. He exhales roughly, finally meeting my gaze. "I ordered us one." My heart does a funny flip. "Why?" "Because." His head drops back on the headrest to stare at the ceiling. "Because I wanted you to have a good night. Bailey said your prom was crap and I wanted... I don't know. I wanted tonight to feel special."
"You..." I breathe, peppering kisses across his cheek. "You are the most wonderful man l've ever met."
He's so insistent with asking, checking that I'm happy with what he's doing, and it's the nicest thing. Consent is fucking hot.
"I love you in a way I didn't even know was possible."
"So what did you think?" Wyatt asks after a while. "Did you enjoy the ride?" "It was awesome." I grin. "A little scary to begin with, but... yeah. I'd definitely do it again." "Good." His eyes sparkle. "Because that's how we're getting home."
"I'm in love with you, Poppy. I don't..." He blows out a long breath. "I don't think I've ever been in love before. But I'm so in love with you, and..." I swallow. I knew he loved me, but hearing him declare it like that, so definitively, makes my pulse whip through me in exhilaration. "And what?" I whisper. "And... it makes me want to rush into this headfirst."
"It means... I'm thinking about the future. A future with you." "I think about that, too," I breathe. "Yeah?"
I nod. "A lot," I admit at last, and Wyatt's expression softens. "Me too."
"You like that?" He drives into me with a hard thrust. "You like the thought of me breeding you, pretty girl?"
"Shh," he says, a sinful smile curling along his mouth. "You need to be quiet if you want me to put a baby in you."
"Is that what you want?" His hands grip my ass as he pounds me. "You want me to fill your pretty little pussy with my cum?"
"I want to spend the rest of my life making you smile like that."
"You need to know, about what you said... I feel the same. I never dreamed I could feel as happy as I do, and I want to spend my life making you smile, too. I can't imagine anything better."