I couldn’t believe I just blurted all that out. I let my head fall forward until I could bury my overheated face in his shoulder.
“This is mortifying.â€
His shoulders shook beneath my hands, and when he spoke, the laughter tinged his voice.
“Babe, look at me.â€
“No.†I wiggled deeper into his arms. “I’m staying here until I die. And if I keep spilling my guts to you, that should happen in about two point two seconds when I drop dead of embarrassment.
— Amy Lamont
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