Nicole

“Sometimes people put up walls, not only to keep people out, but also to see who cares enough to tear them down. Understand?”
― Leisa Rayven, Bad Romeo

“I love you,” he murmurs as he rests his head on my shoulder. “I love you so much. Don’t leave me.”
― Leisa Rayven, Bad Romeo

“I pick up the phone and jab the answer button.
“Listen, dancing queen, I’m drunk, horny, and in no mood to hear about pretty men who aren’t going to fuck me. So for the love of my poor neglected vagina, order yourself another Cosmo and please fuck off.”
There’s a pause and an uncertain cough. “I’m more than happy to fuck off, but if it makes a different, I wasn’t going to talk about dicks. I’m far more interested to hear more about your poor neglected vagina. How’s she been? We haven’t had a face-to-face in a while.”
― Leisa Rayven, Bad Romeo

“I’ve been nothing but an asshole to you since the first day we met.”
“I know.”
He rests his forehead against mine as his hands move across my back. “I’ve pushed you away, time and again. Yet you still want me to kiss you?”
“Yes. A lot.”
He grazes his hands over my ribs, and his voice is soft and breathless when he says, “Don’t you see how fucked up this is? How bad I’d be for you?”
“I know,” I say, unable to stop looking at his mouth, “but do you want it? Do you want…me?”
Just say it. Please.
He swallows again, and whispers, “Fuck, yes.”
― Leisa Rayven, Bad Romeo