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I don’t understand you, Pigeon. I thought I knew women, but you’re so fucking confusing I don’t know which way is up.” “I don’t understand you, either. You’re supposed to be Eastern’s ladies’ man. I’m not getting the full freshmen experience they promised in the brochure,” I teased. ↗
#beautiful-disaster #funny #jamie-mcguire #sweet #travis-maddox
I turned to see his expression. When I saw that he was serious, I shot hum a dubious look. “Sleeping in between the toilet and the tub on a cold, hard tile floor with a vomiting idiot was one of your best nights? That’s sad, Trav.” “No, sitting up with you when you’re sick and you falling asleep in my lap was one of my best night.” (…) “Thanks, Trav. I won’t make you babysit me again.” He leaned against his pillow. “Whatever. No one can hold your hair back like I can. ↗
#beautiful-disaster #jamie-mcguire #love #sweet #travis-maddox
You’re everything I’ve ever wanted, Pigeon.” “Just remember that when I take all of your money in the next poker game,” I said, pulling off my shirt. ↗
#beautiful-disaster #jamie-mcguire #love #sweet #travis-maddox
Why don’t you two take a little walk?” Eleni suggested. “The moon is beautiful tonight.” “That’s a great idea.” Robby stood, releasing Olivia’s hand. “Will ye walk with me, lass?” “Yes.” She grabbed her sweater, pulled it over her head, then fixed the clip that held her hair in place on the back of her head. “No funny stuff,” Eleni warned. “I’ll be watching with the telescope. ↗
I still love you, Pidge.” She didn’t look up. “Don’t. I’m not doing this for you.” I sucked in a breath, physical pain shooting in all directions in my chest. “I know. ↗
—¡No puedes decirme qué hacer, Travis! ¡No te pertenezco! —¡BUENO, YO TE PERTENEZCO! ↗
#beautiful-disaster #travis-maddox #walking-disaster #beauty
The best part of the ceremony was after Shy kissed his bride, and when we were done, he didn't let go. So I stood in his arms, my thumb stroking his jaw, my eyes gazing up at him. the world had melted away, so I didn't hear the hoots and hollers of friends and family. I only heard what he muttered in a voice that was weirdly raw but unbelievable beautiful: "Like I'm the only man on the planet." In that minute, he was but then again, for me, really, when it came down to it, he always had been. ↗
Then think of this as an adventure." I kissed hi cheek. "So which flower should I be?" He curled me close to his chest, nuzzling his face into my hair. "Mmmm, can't you be all of them? My own bouquet of beauty? Like daisies opening their friendly petals." He brushed his fingertips over my eyelids. "Or marigolds that burn like the summer sun." He rubbed his hands over my back. "Or orchids-rare and exotic." He traced a finger across my collarbone down to rest lightly on the locket I wore all the time. "Roses for passion." He kissed me. ↗
