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He makes a gutted sound, briefly turning away. "All you have to do is walk into a room and I wish we were alone. You breathe and I wish we were alone. Now we're alone and all I want to do— All I want"

"I want to know what you want, Rosabelle, because I want to know if you think about me," he says roughly, "the way I think about you, because I'm beginning to lose my fucking mind every time you look at me. The amount of work I have to do just to act normal around you-"

One is from my wife.
I like the name Lily for a girl. :) But if it's a boy we should name him Aaron. Then I'll have two of you. :) :)

"Here's the question," he says. "If J asked you to go to the moon for her, would you go to the moon?"
"Yes."

"I knew you'd say yes. You always say yes when Juliette is involved. Hell, if I told you J said we needed to go to the moon to pick up some rocks you'd probably figure out how to build a spaceship."
"A rocket."
"What?"
"A rocket," I say to him. "Not a spaceship. Spaceships aren't real. Spaceships are for aliens."
"Okay, you're literally proving my point."

The precious few hours a day I have to myself I like to spend with my wife. I don't go out at night unless I'm with my wife.
If Ella isn't with me, I'm in the wrong place.

No armor. No shields to dull the blow. I'm fully present in my body and his impact is devastating. He's not just gorgeous; he's impossibly stunning. His hair. His eyes. The corded muscles of his arms. The powerful lines of his neck.
How have I never noticed his shoulders? His hands?

I've seen James a thousand times, and I've always acknowledged his beauty. The fact of his attractiveness is self-evident; as indisputable as the wet of water. But now, somehow, it's as if I'm seeing him through new eyes.
My own eyes.