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Fitzsimmons Dictionary | Kisses

{definition: touch or caress with the lips as a sign of love, sexual desire, or greeting}

+ bonus (even their shadow-selves like to get it on)

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“What the hell?”

A groggy voice woke Phil. He lifted his head slowly, barely conscious of a weight pressed against his shoulder, and rubbed his eyes.

“Okay seriously… what the hell?”

Phil looked up to see Daisy lying on her hospital bed, seeming completely disoriented, her eyes barely open as she stared at Phil. 

“Daisy! You’re awake!” A wide smile spread across Phil’s face.

The weight against him moved at his words, and in a moment, Melinda was blinking up at Phil.

3/17 Glendale, AZ: mirrorball + Tim McGraw

3/18 Glendale, AZ: this is me trying + State of Grace

3/24 Las Vegas, NV: Our Song + Snow on the Beach 

3/25 Las Vegas, NV: cowboy like me + White Horse

3/31 Arlington, TX: Sad Beautiful Tragic + Ours

4/1 Arlington, TX: Death By A Thousand Cuts + Clean

4/2 Arlington, TX: Jump Then Fall + The Lucky One

4/13 Tampa, FL: Speak Now + Treacherous

4/14 Tampa, FL: The Great War + You’re On Your Own, Kid

4/15 Tampa, FL: mad woman + Mean

4/21 Houston, TX: Wonderland + You’re Not Sorry

4/22 Houston, TX: A Place In This World + Today Was A Fairytale

4/29 Atlanta, GA: High Infidelity + Gorgeous

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I Went On Tour: Part 1 - watch here

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I Totally Got Into Character - watch here

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“And you said you did,” he says.

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“Can you just do me one favor?” I ask.

He knots his hands against my spine. “Hm?”

“Only hold my hand when you want to.”

——

Alex’s hand frees itself from mine. For whatever reason, he obviously does not want to hold my hand in front of his father, and I feel a rush of happiness that he felt comfortable doing what he needed to.

——

He slips his hand through mine as we’re coming out of the subway station. I think it has less to do with affection (public displays of which he’s still not wild about) and more to do with a genuine fear of getting separated in the ridiculous crowd we’re moving toward.

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