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« I could love you, I might already love you. Ijust thought I should warn you. »

"We don't have to do anything, Captain."
"I know. But I want to. You don't have to promise me anything.
You don't have to love me."
"I can't promise I won't."
"I could break your heart."
"I know."
"Or you might break mine."
"So we should probably just shake hands right now, agree it was nice meeting each other, and say goodbye."
"Or we could see what happens."

« “I've spent most of my life trying not to dream too big. But when I'm with you, everything is quiet; everything just seems right, like my skin fits. And I don't mean just when I'm with you. with you."

Everything just seems right.
Yes it does, I think, and I look down at my skin, which—at least. on this night-fits perfectly. »

"Companionable silence, that's what he calls it. He says most people talk too much about nothing. He says there's a difference between not talking when you're there together and not talking when one of you is there and one of you is there but far away."
"Captain, not talking with you when both of us are here, under this sky, is better than talking with anyone else about anything."

« Then he kisses me and I feel safe here, in his arms like this, as if nothing bad will happen in the world ever again. I want to stay right here for the rest of the summer, maybe the rest of my life. (...)
I look up from the bite, which is already a bright red welt, and his eyes are on mine. "What?"
And then he takes my face in his hands, brushes the hair off my forehead, and kisses me again. »

«And in that moment I'm filled with something like love for this boy who knows so many of my secrets. Who is teaching me to find shark teeth. Who is showing me his island. This barefoot boy, made of sun and light, (…) Collecting treasure. Finding beauty in the littlest things. Wounded like me, but not looking back. Ithink, I could live here. I could be happy here. Right bere with him. I could stay here forever.»

"So does this mean you want me to be your girlfriend?"
"Is that what I said?»
"Pretty much. I mean, sure, if you want me to be."
"I want you to be."
"I want to be."
He leans over and kisses me. He wraps his arm around me and I nestle into him and it feels good there.

"You could never be a consolation prize, Captain. You're like that giant purple carnival bear, as big as a fucking SUV, that costs a bazillion tickets. The one you knock yourself out trying to win by playing Whac-A-Mole and Shoot-the-Duck and whatever else you have to do so that you can bring it home. (…) You're enough. Trust me. You're more than enough."