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As we lie there, messy and weak and gulping down air, I say for the third time, “I love you.” Three times makes it magic, that’s what my mother taught me.
Finally, he responds, and he sounds achingly sad. “Don’t.” But he turns in my arms and kisses my jaw, my cheeks, my temple, again and again and again. “Griff. Don’t.”
How can I not?

Sometimes I’m so angry with him. How dare he make me feel like he adores me?

When the kiss breaks, he’s laughing, and so am I. He is the purest thing I’ve ever seen in my life, smiling with kiss-swollen lips like a filthy angel, bumping his forehead against mine in a way that screams trust, closeness, a thousand things I never thought I would get from him. But now that I have them, even in the tiniest doses, I’m high. […] I think I might be hooked on the feeling of having him.

Since apparently reading new things isn’t a option atm, I beg that Olu and Griff heal me a little 🫶

“Olumide Olusegun-Keynes does not scrabble about on the floor for clothes; my middle name is Dignity. And besides, I look incredible.”

The audacity ❤️

Sometimes I’m so angry with him. How dare he make me feel like he adores me?

Woke up today thinking of Olu and Griff so here iam💚

The kiss<3
Breathless,I trace out a silent wish. Put your mouth on me.
Either he reads lips or minds, because he does it.
Griff’s skin is cold, but his soft sigh is fire breathed right down my throat. His taste is all fresh rain and tenderness. One slick glide of rain-wet lips, then another, no tongue and no demands—just closeness, so sweet I can’t bear it.(…)
I want him under me, over me, in me.
With me.

Hey chatgpt say I’m loving this book in a posh English way:

“One must confess, this book has proven to be an utterly exquisite surprise, arriving at the most fortuitous juncture.” 😅😅😅😅

😅😅😅😅😅 I love reading uk English books 😅😅😅😅😅

What are you doing, sulking up there?”
What a load of rubbish. I don’t sulk; I brood. Like Batman