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She's beautiful.
I never thought that I'd be the type of guy to gush over a girl. But here I am. She's curled up into a little ball leaning in against my chest, her breathing even and her face peaceful.
I didn't ever think it would be possible to love someone like I love her. I love Gracie and my mother, fiercely. But the love I hold for Ivy is vastly different.
The bulk of that difference lies with Jaxon, who is currently purring like a kitten. He's been silent since I kissed her.
It's kind of strange. I'm so used to him poking and prodding at me, it's almost unnerving. All I've felt is calm.
I need to pee but I'm loathe to move, not wanting to wake her. And I refuse to miss out on a single moment of her in my arms. I can't believe I held back all that time, fearing c
