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eighteen-room
crazy
I was no closer to marriage and babies now than I’d been at thirty.
foreshadowing..?
Lina wasn’t the touchy-feely type with anyone other than Nash.
leaving their future baby daddies with me.
Her sweet boy? Lucian was a forty-year-old megalomaniac.
Who carried reusable snot rags with them these days?
my Mum
fifty 4 a burrito...
Just in case.
If she were mine, it would have been a real stone.
go to bed with a book.
All four of us watched his excellent rear end as he exited the room. “Really nice catch,” Lina said to Stef.
Love turned men into idiots.
I took off my glasses
JanSport book bags,
Mom took his hand with her free one, connecting us through her.
“I love you,” I heard Mom tell him. His reply was too soft for me to catch, but I noticed how he hugged her to him with closed fists, his knuckles going white.
He looked at me as if I’d just suggested he stir his coffee with his penis.
I carefully returned the straw to its whipped cream home base.
you’re not inclined to tell me why you and my mother are besties,
“Here’s your breakfast,” Bean said loudly. He slid steaming plates onto the table with forced cheer and then oh so casually slid both butter knives into his apron pocket.
“Dead. I’m dead,”
“Nash is going to be when he takes one look at her,”
had the ramrod posture of a career military woman.
wow, what a gr8 judgment of character!
luce incoming 1:1 time
purse x= tote
Feeling petty, I grabbed the tail end of his tie and flipped it saucily over his shoulder. “See you around, Lucifer.”
She dunked the tissues into the water and began to gently dab at the corner of my mouth. It felt…nice to have someone care.
“If he’s hurting you, Lucian—” Sloane’s voice broke, and so did a piece of my heart. “Stop,” I whispered, gathering her into my arms as I stood. She wrapped her arms around my waist and held on tight. Her face pressed against my chest. I hated how good this physical affection from her felt.
I slid my arm around her shoulder and guided her head to rest on my chest.
I’d fulfilled my promise of three songs. But there was nothing for me at home. And there was everything for me here.
Dumping my tote on the circulation desk, I cued up a fun playlist of instrumental versions of pop songs over the sound system
Dumping my tote on the circulation desk, I cued up a fun playlist of instrumental versions of pop songs over the sound system
dat aint library...
ik a dif fsh girl
“Fine,” she said with a careless shrug.
I’m Probably Reading
I’m Probably Reading
same
“Crap on a cracker, Lucian.
I shook my head and then did something neither of us could have predicted twenty-four hours ago. I hugged him.
Sam
I pity your future husband.”
but thats you
I took a sip of my drink. My eyebrows winged up at the spice level. “Nice one, Joel,” I coughed.
“I saw you climbing out of her bedroom window in high school. I see the way you look at her like she’s the goddamn sun and you’re not supposed to stare directly at her but you can’t help yourself.”
“Floor picnic
The son of a bitch put on a sexy pair of reading glasses.
“You love me, you idiot. You’ve loved me since we were kids.
I wanted the names of every person who installed the alarm and sprinkler system because I was going to systematically ruin their lives. Then I was going to buy Grave a penthouse in whatever vacation town he wanted.
cherry tree
like his companies
My Sloane
I dragged her chair backward and tossed her over my shoulder.
“Mr. Michaels, what are you doing here? Is it because I got four talking warnings during the math test today? I told you I like to verbalize the numbers,” Chloe said.
“Be careful,” I cautioned. “I’m a woman. I’m always careful.”
