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Jeremiah chuckled, brushing his lips against my temple. “Don’t worry, Noah. I’ve got you. That’s all you need to know.”
Three emotions ricocheted through me with such speed that it took me a second to process them: Happiness that Jeremiah understood me. Shock at how much I wanted him to have me. But most of all, fear. Fear because I was falling, and I didn’t know how to stop myself.
Jeremiah was everything I’d ever wanted, the one fate said was to be mine for all eternity.
So why couldn’t I just accept that and be happy about it?
Chapter 14
Text Messages
Noah
The art has arrived!
Jeremiah
Amazing! Where are you going to put it?
I can’t decide.
Wanna send me some photos and I can help you choose?
Sure.
Actually, let me do a little video and then you can see what we’re working with.
Cool.
In case you weren’t sure, that ‘cool’ is my attempt to suggest that I’m not freaking out about getting to see inside yourbedroom.
[video]
Well, as you can see, it’s not very exciting.
I disagree.
It’s where you sleep.
Where you store those sexy lace things you keep teasing me about.
To me, it’s very exciting.
It’s also where I put the lacy things on .
Fuck.
You’re killing me here.
You can’t tease me like this.
I’m literally sat at a table in a café outside the Vatican.
There are NUNS at the next table.
It’s not like they know what we’re talking about.
No, but they’ll have some idea if I stand up.
