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“Your face is always fucked up, Kane.”
hahahaha
“Why are you helping me? I don’t deserve it.” He took another drink. “No, you don’t,” I agreed. “But I get what it’s like. The dad shit.” I watched his eyes shift to my jaw where there was a line of twenty stitch scars from my dad; it’d been an accident bred by a drug high, but still.
“Don’t touch me,” I barked when his knee grazed mine.
yeah *scoff* okay
Everything this guy did pissed me off. He breathed—I wanted to kill him.
“Because if anyone gets to kick your ass, it’s me. Alright? Can we just leave it at that?”
“You’re hot.”
LET YOUR FEELINGS BE KNOWWWWWNNNNNNN
“Stay,” he whispered. I didn’t know what to make of that. “Maddox?” It was barely a whisper this time, and he wasn’t even fully lucid. I barely moved, not wanting to hear whatever he was about to say. “Thanks.” Oh, fuck him.
I needed Devon out of my house, my bed, my mind, and my life.
Feel like we will get the reverse of this..
Maddox fucking Kane! Fuck him. Fuck him? God.
He was trailer trash in its finest form, so why the hell did I find it so hot? Why was it so exciting to be this close to him? Why was my body pressing into his, wanting to be closer, trying to feel more of him? Where did hate end and desire begin? Why were they merging? Mingling?
“Still hate you, Kane,” he shouted as he left, giving me time to process. I almost smiled as I sagged against the tree. Holy fucking shit. Did that really just happen? I touched my lips, making sure it was real. It was. That shit happened.
Oh, he was full-on freaking out now. I loved every minute of it. Flustered Maddox didn’t come out often, but I was smugly proud for getting him this worked up.
😂😂😂
“Because I don’t want to freak you out. Because I don’t want you to do more than your slow-as-fuck brain can catch up with. Because I don’t want you to run!”
Damn 😂😂😂
Nate laughed. “Then I’ll build you a fucking boxing ring.”
aaawwwww
“Devon?” I waited, watching him. “Just…don’t try to take him on by yourself, okay? I know you’re a tough bastard, but don’t.” Was I blushing? God. “Your concern is cute, Kane.” “Don’t call me cute.”
cute
I walked to my door and then turned back to look at Devon. “Coming?” He grinned, loving that we were fucking with someone other than each other for once. “I will be,” he laughed.
these fuckers 😂😂
It’s a pipe dream, but it’s still a dream.”
LITERALLY SCREAMINF CRYING IN AFTG REF I
