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Je ne peux pas te dire à quel point c'est important pour moi, de savoir que tu as notre cœur placé à l'endroit même où j'ai un jour secrètement enfoui les mots je t'aime.
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Afficher en entierIl a un bouquet à la main, mais ce ne sont pas des fleurs. Ce sont des cookies.
Afficher en entier"it's asshole, Josh. One word."
"Asshole," he says, pronouncing it the correct way.
"Thank you. Now stop saying it. You're twelve."
Afficher en entierAtlas enters his security code into his keypad. "It's nine five nice five," he says. "If you ever need in."
"Nine five five five," I repeat. It isn't a key to his house, but it feels almost as significant. He places my bag on his couch and then flips on the living room light. My back is to the wall and I'm standing out of the way, watching him. It's a good thing he informed me that he liked it when I was watching him at work, because watching Atlas is my favorite pastime. I could live my life as a fly on his wall and be content. "What's your routine when you get home at night?"
Atlas tilts his head. "What do you mean?"
I gesture at the room. "What do you do when you get home at night? Pretend I'm not here."
He regards me silently. Then he walks toward me, pausing right in front of me. He presses a hand onto the wall beside my head and leans in. "Well," he whispers. "First, I take off my shoes."
I hear one of his shoes being kicked off, then the other.
He's suddenly an inch lower and even closer to my mouth.He feathers his lips lightly across mine, sending fireworks popping beneath my skin. "Then," he kisses the corner of my mouth. "I take a shower." He pushes off the wall and backs away, his eyes locked on mine in a dare.
He disappears into his bedroom.
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Afficher en entierC’est toi et moi, Lily. Dans les bons et les mauvais moments, dans la richesse et la pauvreté, dans la maladie et la santé, dans le passé et pour toujours, tu es ma personne préférée. Tu l’as toujours été. Et tu le seras toujours. Je t’aime. J’aime tout ce que tu es.
Atlas
Afficher en entierje t’ai rencontrée, Lily. Et même si je n’étais rien, lorsque tu m’as regardé, tu as vu quelque chose en moi. Quelque chose que je ne voyais pas. Tu as été la première personne dans ma vie à montrer de l’intérêt à l’humain que j’étais. Personne ne m’avait jamais posé de questions comme tu l’as fait toi-même.
Afficher en entier1. He slapped you because you laughed.
2. He pushed you down a flight of stairs
3. He bit you
4. He tried to force himself on you.
5. You had to get stitches because of him
6. Your husband physically hurt you more than once. It would have happened again and again.
7. You did this for your daughter.
Afficher en entierThere's a convenient gust of cold air that sweeps between us. It would be the perfect excuse for Atlas to pull me to him, but he doesn't. Instead, the quietness builds between us until there's only one thing left to do. Either kiss me or say goodnight.
Atlas brushes a strand of my hair from my forehead.
"I'm not going to kiss you yet."
I hope my disappointment isn't obvious, but I know it is. I practically deflate in front of him. "Is that my punishment for falling asleep?"
"Of course not. I'm just feeling inferior after reading about our first kiss."
I sputter laughter. "Inferior to who? Yourself?"
He nods. "Teenage Atlas through your eyes was quite the charmer."
"So is adult Atlas."
He groans a little, like he already wants to change his mind about the kiss. The groan makes things feel a little more serious. He moves fluidly away from the car until he's standing right in front of me. I press my back against my car and look up at him, hoping he's about to kiss the hell out of me.
"Also, you asked me to take things slow, so..."
Dammit. I did ask him that. I said very slow, if I remember correctly. I hate myself.
Atlas leans forward and I close my eyes. I feel his breath scattering across my cheek right before he presses a quick kiss against the side of my head. "Goodnight," he whispers.
"Okay."
Okay. Why did I say okay? I'm so flustered.
Atlas laughs softly. When I open my eyes he's backing away from me, heading to the driver's side of his car. Before he leaves, he rests his arm on the roof of the car and looks at me pointedly. "Get some sleep tonight, Lily."
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Afficher en entierJe n'ai pas essayé de l'en dissuader, car je sais ce que c'est que de vouloir connaître son père. Il va vivre dans ce fantasme jusqu'à ce qu'il soit capable d'affronter sa réalité. Enfant, je fondais aussi de grands espoirs sur ma famille, mais après plusieurs années de déceptions, je me suis rendu compte que ce n'est pas parce qu'on est né parmi certaines personnes que ça en fait une famille.
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