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You Have Me

SIMON

Every time he casts a spell, I think, you have me.

When he gets excited over a stuffy old piece of classical literature, he has me.

His drowsy grey eyes blinking down at me as he says, “I choose you.”

You 100% have me.

Baz Pitch will own my ass until the day he dies. Or I die. He’s convinced he’s immortal but, to be honest, he gets the flu more than I do now that we’ve moved in together. 

London is teeming with illnesses but apparently Pitches can’t deign to use Germ-X. 

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