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Maybe that was part of why I was still standing here beside this girl with the face of a goddess and the personality of Wednesday Addams.
“Let’s just say she’s on the official ‘do not call dibs’ list.”
I’d obsess over it until she gave me an explanation.
She was driving me crazy.
I took out my phone and Googled how long I’d go to jail if I kidnapped her.
Kiss her and hold her in my arms? Who the fuck was I? I
He’d never know that he was the only one who had ever made me feel this way. People threw the word love around all the time. I didn’t know what this was, but I didn’t think it was that.
There was just something about him. He looked at me like I mattered. Like he saw me, the person hidden beneath the grief and the guilt.
He wrapped his arms around me and held me tight, engulfing me as he set his chin on my head.
wasn’t sure how much time went by, maybe minutes, maybe an eternity, but I felt content for the first time in two years.
Not tonight. I’d have to put an end to it, though, because if this continued, I would be his ruin. And even I wasn’t strong enough to bear that much guilt.
wanted to win at all costs. I wanted to be the sole keeper of her secrets. I wanted to possess her. The
Jealousy charged me like a lightning bolt — unexpected, fast, and hot. I’d heard people talk about jealousy, but I’d never experienced it. It was as bad as they’d described it, or worse.
“This has never happened to me before. I don’t know what the fuck to do. I don’t even know how you feel. I just know I never want to feel the way I did when I saw him with you again.”
“And you’re not just a girl to me.” Ugh. Why did he say things like that?
“Because the world would be empty without you,” he said. “Because we wouldn’t have met, and my soul would be lost for the rest of my life, searching for yours.”
I loved knowing I was the only one who got this reaction from him. I loved the way he looked at me like nothing else in the world mattered.
Oh, my fucking GOD, I WAS GOING TO KILL HIM FOR THIS. I
I couldn’t deny that I was in love with him. I couldn’t confirm
I'll have him check me out of my room early and bring my bag. There's no way I'm sleeping apart from her.
She makes me want to strangle her. She makes me want to fuck the shit out of her. She makes me want to strangle her while I fuck the shit out of her
She’s turned me into a fucking lab rat in a B.F. Skinner study, for fuck’s sake.
Well, welcome to the fucking club of the angry and broken-hearted, Lyla James. We don’t share cookies, only grievances.
By the end of this, she’ll either love me and stay married, or leave me and change her identity again. It doesn’t really matter. If she does that, I’ll just find her again, and next time, I’ll be a hell of a lot faster. I’ll catch her when she steps foot off the damn airplane.
“She won’t date you because you’re not me. It’s that fucking simple.”
I’ll willingly go down the rabbit hole if it’ll lead me to the man I fell in love with, but I’m scared that I won’t find him.
I almost die of a heart attack right there — from fucking hand-holding. I
He clears his throat. “Why the pictures?” “Oh, my God.” I laugh. “That’s your first question?”
“You could never be my nightmare, Lachlan Duke.” I stand straight and wait until he’s fully paying attention. “I love you more than I hate anything.”
“You captured my attention the moment I met you. I think I might have fallen in love with you that night, standing against that wall, without even realizing it. I’ve never chased anyone before you came along. I went after you the way I only go after a fucking hockey puck, and I don’t regret it. I’ll chase you forever, around the world if I have to, but I hope you don’t make me. Stay with me forever, Lyla James. Marry me.”
I don’t know how women survive in this world, let alone thrive, shouldering all of their burdens and everyone else’s. I couldn’t do it.
“You can shut out the entire world, Lyla James.” He kisses my lips hard, making my heart skip a beat. “But never me.”
Me: mar, it’s lachlan, do me a favor and tell him to go fuck himself Marissa: LMAO i can’t do that Me: tell him she got back together with her ex and that he proposed and they got married right away and she’s very very very happy
“She’s my fucking wife,”
“That’s right, motherfucker.” He punches Jameson once. “MY fucking wife!”
I want to make her entire being a part of me so I never have to live a moment without her.
She was numb when I met her, closed off to everyone, and somehow, she let me in. Somehow, she decided to put her trust in me. Me. I’m going to spend the rest of my life protecting this woman.
“But it’ll hurt more if I’m not there the day my little girl gets married.”
“I know I’ve been a shitty father, but if you hurt her, I’ll kill you.”
Holy shit. She has been a little bloated lately, but it’s always something with the female body. Bloating, bleeding, fucking ovulating. I don’t question it anymore.
