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“I can’t wait to see how fucking pretty you look when you come with my name on your lips.”
INTERNALLY SCREAMING
Winter: You can ask, but I won’t tell you. Sloane: Does it have to do with your murder plot? Winter: Yes. I’m making you my accessory. Sloane: New friendship level unlocked! I’ll be out front in five.
A true girls girl
This isn’t heartburn. It’s just me thawing out for the man lying in my daughter’s crib.
“I’m done being patient, Tink. I’m coming for what I want. Right now.”
“He said, ‘Mom, I met her.’ And I said, ‘Who?’” Loretta’s lips curve up, her eyes taking on a faraway look. “He said, ‘The woman I’m going to marry one day.’”
Ugly crying
Willa: A fucking dick to the face? Pinocchio? There are tiny bumps that show the fingers. Somebody needs to take away your beer. Sloane: Anyway, I hope Winter is taking a dick to the face right now. Willa: Way to change the subject. Sloane: *salute emoji*
It strikes me that perhaps I’m not an easy woman to love, but Theo does it so effortlessly that I feel like I could be. Like I deserve to be.
“That night we were reckless.” His voice cracks. “But god, I’d be reckless with you over and over again if it means ending up here.”
