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K.L. Walther

  • mashicahas quotedlast year
    “Nice try, baby.”
  • mashicahas quotedlast year
    “Oranges,” I murmured.

    “My shampoo,” Wit murmured back.

    “I love oranges.”

    “So you love me.”
  • Arooma Zehrahas quoted2 years ago
    “I don’t want to be ‘pretty’ to you,” I tried again. “It means nothing. It’s sanitized and superficial.” I reached for one of his hands and squeezed it tight. “You pay me the most wonderful compliments. You say such interesting things no one has ever said before, like how affectionate I am, and smart and clever…and I can’t even tell you how good that makes me feel.”
  • teqonnhas quoted2 years ago
    The sea air—I loved that smell.
  • teqonnhas quoted2 years ago
    “Stephen!” Claire had giggled. “His name will be Stephen!”

    “Stephen?”

    “Stephen.”
  • teqonnhas quoted2 years ago
    Sarah had introduced us to Taylor Swift’s early albums that summer, and there was this one song I played from dawn till dusk and even sang in the shower. I just couldn’t get enough of it. Now I hummed the tune softly as if I still listened to it daily.
  • teqonnhas quoted2 years ago
    “Hmm, a Swiss Army knife.” A low whistle. “Impressive.”
  • teqonnhas quoted2 years ago
    Wit blushed through his bruise.
  • teqonnhas quoted2 years ago
    “My shampoo,” Wit murmured back.

    “I love oranges.”

    “So you love me.”
  • teqonnhas quoted2 years ago
    “You have a nice laugh,” Wit commented.
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