You know?" he repeated. She smiled, so he kissed her. "You're not the Han Solo in this relationship, you know."
"I'm totally the Han Solo," she whispered. It was good to hear her. It was good to remember it was Eleanor under all this new flesh.
"Well, I'm not the Princess Leia," he said.
"Don't get so hung up on gender roles," Eleanor said.”
...
“You can be Han Solo," he said, kissing her throat. "And I'll be Boba Fett. I'll cross the sky for you.
Mots clés rainbow-rowell eleanor-and-park
You can never hurt me,
And you will never cause me pain
Cause you're made of fire,
And I'm the heavy rain.
Mots clés innocence burning heavy rainbow-rowell ghaith sal salloum
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