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to do, Al. You have no clue how fucking sexy you are, and I can’t handle myself when other guys devour you with their stares. It drives me absolutely nuts, babe. And I won’t apologize for guarding what’s mine,” I express.
    “Whatever! Just give me my food,” she orders, reaching over and ripping the bags out of my hands. I sit back and watch her as she digs into her noodles. She swallows her food down as if she hasn’t eaten in days.
    “Al, you should slow down before you make yourself sick,” I suggest, but she continues to devour the noodles as if I haven’t spoken. I reach over and grab her wrist, stopping her from stuffing her mouth with a fork full of noodles. “Are you really this hungry, or are you angry because you think I overreacted to you answering the door, pretty much naked?” I ask.
    As soon as the words leave my mouth, I regret them. I can tell by the look she’s giving me she took my question completely out of context. “Excuse me?” She cocks her head to the side, and her brown eyes are so wide they look as if they’re close to protruding from their sockets. I’m debating if I should repeat what I said or come up with something else, but we both know she heard me the first time. “Wyatt, are you trying to tell me something? Are you insinuating I’m fat, that I don’t need to be eating right now?”
    Why in the hell would she think that? I’ve never once given her a reason to believe I think she’s fat; she’s far from it. “Fuck no! I just meant that we ate a big dinner and I’m still full, and you’re much smaller than me. I just assumed you would be too. I’m sorry,” I explain.
    Some of the tension releases from her shoulders, but not all of it. I scoot closer to her, take her food away from her hands, and place it onto the floor beside of us. “Now you listen to me, dammit. You are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever laid eyes on, Allie Grace. There isn’t a single flaw I can point out about you. I fucking love everything about you. I love your mood swings.” She attempts to cut me off, but I place a kiss onto her lips and silence her. “I love the way you throw your hair up into a messy knot, put on some sweats and slippers and not care what anyone thinks. I love the way you worry about me over the slightest incidents, like a small leg wound. I love the way you rub your eyes when you wake up in the mornings, the way you bite your lip when you’re nervous, the way you try to hide the way I affect you. And, I love the way you love me,” I express passionately. I hate when she tries to turn my concerns into accusations. Everything about her is perfect, and I want her to know that. I never want her to question how I see her or feel about her.
    Her eyes water as I tell her only a few things I love about her. I could make a list from New York to California with the things I love about her. A tear escapes her eye, but I use my thumb to swipe it away before it can roll down the side of her face.
    “You understand me, baby. Do you comprehend how strong my love is for you?”
    Her arms wrap around my neck and her mouth crashes against mine. “Yes,” she responds against my lips. I wrap my arms around her waist and pick her up to position her onto my lap. I pull one of my hands up and tangle it into the back of her hair, pulling her face into mine even deeper, deepening our kiss. “I love you too, Wyatt. Everything,” she breathes.
    Although I’m a man, it’s hard to fight back tears that threaten my eyes as I think about leaving her in just a few short days. Until then, I’ll kiss her until I go breathless and my lips turn blue, and even then, I’d try my damnedest to continue.

 
    Six
    Temptation
     
    OUCH! WHAT THE fuck is that? The rays from the sun prevent me from opening my eyes to see what’s piercing my side, but whatever it is, it fucking hurts. “Wyatt, get up!” Lucille whispers, poking my side again.
    “Shit! I’m trying. Just give me second.” I rub