Why did I ever think I would get enough of you?
Rachel GibsonAs a kid, he would have given just about anything to touch a naked Barbie, but he'd never been lucky enough to get within ogling distance. Now that he was afforded a good look at her, he discovered she had a scrawny ass and her knees made weird crunching sounds.
Rachel GibsonHe wanted the word "Daddy" added to his list of names. He wanted to teach his son to skate, just as he'd been taught by Ernie. Like every other father in the world, he wanted to stay up late on Christmas Eve and put together tricycles, bicycles, and race-car sets. He wanted to dress up his son as a vampire, or a pirate, and take him trick-or-treating.
Rachel GibsonI want to be with you." He straightened and brought her against his chest. "I like being with you," he continued. "When I'm not with you, I'm thinking about you. No one else. Just you.
Rachel GibsonHe wrapped his arms around her waist and looked at her through those intense brown eyes she loved. "I wanted you when I thought you'd pull a bag over my head and snuff out my life. I wanted you more than I've wanted anything. I love you more than I've loved anyone. You burst into my life like sunshine and made me see how lonely I was. I don't want to live that way anymore." He pressed a kiss to her hairline. "I will love you with my last breath.
Rachel GibsonSo tell me honey," he said just above a whisper, "what's got your beautiful eyes so sad?
Rachel GibsonHis hand fell to his side. "Honey, come here."
She shook her head and took another step backward. "I don't trust you."
"Baby, you don't trust yourself.
I'm beginning to think I need you like I need oxygen
Rachel GibsonI always regretted how much I hurt you.
Rachel GibsonHe lifted his face and came up for air. "I couldn't stay away.
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