"I think I finally get it."

"Get what?" There was something about the look in his eyes, the confidence, the surety, that had me swallowing hard.

"You." And as he smiled, it was almost smug. "I get you, Oz. You're a little, Aren't you?"

If only I had known at the time just how much those few little words were going to change my life.

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Rich and melodic, the sound that burst from Daddy's lips was like sunlight on water: beautiful and warming.

/"How about a date to the zoo? I'm off this Saturday. We could get up early and we could see the animals and learn all the sounds they make./"

/"Big cats./" I nodded. Then paused. /"Do you think we'll find Carol Baskin's husband if we see the tigers?/"

/"I knew I shouldn't have let you watch that,/" he said, rolling his eyes, but his hold tightened. If perfect was a moment, it would have been this one; his legs tangled around mine, and the bed held our forms in such a peaceful embrace that it felt as though we were floating on a valley of clouds.

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