He put a hand to my face and guided my eyes to his. "We never lost that. As much as I tried, I could never erase you from my heart. That's why I was such an asshole and kept guys away from you. You were always mine."
"Are you mine?" I asked as I wiped my tears.
He kissed the corners of my mouth softly, and I felt the heat rise up my neck. "Always have been," he whispered against my mouth.
I thought that all the assholes drove German cars, but it turns out that pricks in Mustangs can still leave scars.
Penelope DouglasI’m sorry,” he whispered. “I know I can make this up to you. Don’t hate me.
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Penelope DouglasIf I ever lay my hands on you,” he said low and husky, “You’ll want it.
Penelope DouglasYou were the person that turned things right again. With you, I became courageous and free. It was like the part of me that died with my mom came back when I met you, and I didn’t hurt if I knew I had you. Then one day, out of the blue, I lost you, too. The hurt returned, and I felt sick when I saw you hating me. My rainstorm was gone, and you became cruel. There was no explanation. You were just gone. And my heart was ripped open. I missed you.
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