Page 114 of Head Over Feels
Malcolmleaned slowly down and carefully kissed me so only our lips were touching.XavierandTrentcheered.
Augustyelled, “Lookthis way.Ineed a picture!”
Malcolmpulled away, but as we turned towardAugust,Iheard him grumble, “Fuckit.”Hewrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me against his side.
Augustshowed us the photo he’d taken, with me coated in glitter andMalcolmpristinely clean except for his glitter-covered lips and beard.
Assoon asIsaw it,Iknew that picture would have a place on the wall wherever we lived for the rest of our lives.
Entrancedwith the photo himself,Malcolmsqueezed me tighter.Hisvoice was gravelly with emotion when he said, “Ilove you, glitter baby.”
Igrunted.
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