Page 143 of Rust


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“Because now I reallycancall you WD-40,” I said, and the two of us broke into another laughing fit.

Eventually, our laughs tapered off into a happy sigh, and we stared into each other’s eyes.

“Rust, I love you so much.”

“I love you, too,” I said, stroking her cheek.

“You never make me feel ashamed or bad or dirty,” she said, drawing circles on my chest. “I love that I can be myself with you.”

“You’re perfect, babe. I love you the way you are.”

We held each other tight.

Then Isabelle jumped up and out of bed. “Okay! I’m hungry! Wanna have breakfast and head to the beach?”

I grinned. I was feeling better already.

“Yeah, let’s do it.”

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