❝ whatever our souls are made of,
his and mine are the same. ❞
― Emily Bronte
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⤚ Book 1: The Art of Moving On ⤙
⤚ Book 2: Always Cas ⤙
⤚ Book 3: Here With You ⤙
THE BOY beside me loves me, loves me in ways words can't express, loves me in ways he often can't express, loves me so much that he would hurt himself if he thought it was what I needed. If he thought it was what I wanted.
THE BOY is too good for me, will always be too good for me. I'll always work to deserve him. I pull him close at night, catch the scent of my shampoo in his hair, reminding me that this is real, that we're really here.
THE BOY is mine and I'm his. We belong to each other, to the spaces we made in each others lives. We are both the ways in which we've hurt each other and the love we've poured into those wounds.
I'd like to grow old with this boy.
⤚ a third (and final) book because how could I not ⤙
starring Calvin Sumner and Dresden Gibson
of The Art of Moving On and Always Cas
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Here With You | ✔
General FictionDresden and Calvin are lucky enough to have had not one, but two, beginnings. They're beginning again, or maybe they're picking up where they left off five years ago. Either way, this is their "Take II" and absolutely nothing will get in the way of...
