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“He listens. He’s good at that.”

“You love me,” I breathe. He lets out a short laugh. “You’re such a fucking girl.” “Say it again.” He smiles, a full blown one that tingles my body all over. “I fucking love you, sweetheart.” 

“It’s like Daisy Calloway is powered by the sun.” 

so let them hear me roar! || d.s 

“How many times have you envisioned cutting your hair?” I ask her seriously. “A million.” And she’s asking me to do it. Out of all the things we’ve done together—ridden motorcycles, swam with sharks, snorkeled, skydived, rock climbed—this is the most intimate. Not because we’re dating but because this means so much to her. She’s waited for it to happen for years.