Status Updates From Juniper Hill (The Edens)

“A paixão nasce da confusão, Memphis. Assim como tudo o que vale a pena. “
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“—Deixa-me ser claro. Tu és minha. O Drake é meu. Por todos os teus hoje e cada um dos teus amanhãs. Meu. Não que queres também?
— Claro que quero.
— Então beija-me, porra.”

Knox needed to leave me alone so I could scarf these simple carbohydrates in the hopes they’d give me a boost to finish the day… Sometime in the last week, he’d trimmed his beard, shaping it to the chiseled contours of his jaw. The sleeves of his chef’s coat were pushed up his forearms like he always seemed to do, and even though it was a fairly shapeless garment, it molded to his biceps and broad shoulders.