Only Her

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What in the actual fuck was I saying? I wanted her to come to dinner with me, but I had to go and fuck it up by bringing business into it? I hadn’t lied when I said I didn’t know how else to do this. I fucking wanted her like I needed the air in my lungs, but ever since I was a kid, my idea of relationships had been fucked up. Somehow Lucia had survived what very little of our father’s lesso