I think you have a cute butt. –EB
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Sometimes when I’m cutting the grass and you’re sitting on your porch reading your dirty books, I see your face blush when you get to a really good part. That Mr. Darcy must have done some crazy shit to Elizabeth’s body. –TC
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I don’t know if I should be worried or turned on that you know the names of the characters from Pride and Prejudice. –EB
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You. Are. So. Fucking. Beautiful. –TC
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Knock knock. –EB
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Who’s there? –TC
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Me. Naked. At midnight. In my bed. Join me. Bring an Incredible Hulk costume and your huge green monster. –EB
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Please, please, please never call my penis a green monster. On a scale of 1-10, that’s a solid ‘fucked up’. –TC
P.S. I won’t argue with the word ‘huge’ though. I even think you should look into other words like: Enormous. Massive. Gigantic. Heaven-sent.
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I want you to hold me tonight. –EB
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You know that place in between nightmares and dreams? The place where tomorrows never come and yesterdays don’t hurt anymore? The place where your heart beats in sync with mine? The place where time doesn’t exist, and it’s easy to breathe?
I want to live there with you. –TC
Chapter Twenty-Five
Elizabeth
Weeks began to pass, and if Tristan wasn’t kissing my lips, he was in a sassy argument with Emma. They fought over the weirdest things, but would always end up laughing together.
“I’m telling you, Tock , Iron Man is the best Avenger,” Tristan said, throwing French fries at Emma from across the table.
“No way! He doesn’t have a cool shield like Captain America, Tick! You don’t know anything about anything.”
“I know something about something, so take that!” he said, sticking his tongue out at her. She laughed and stuck her tongue out at him.
“You don’t know ANYTHING!”
A conversation like this happened each night, and I was starting to love our new normal.
One night after I put Emma to bed, Tristan and I lay on the living room floor, books in our hands. I held on to Harry Potter, while his eyes were fixed on the Bible. Sometimes I would turn to glance at him and I would catch him staring at me with a small smile on his face before he went back to reading.