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It’s hard to leave someone who loves you, even though you know realistically it’s not working. Love is stupid like that. It’s like drinking poison because it tastes good.
“Damn, Peaches. You look nice.” “You too, Church Boy. I like your suit.”
“Listen, Adam. If we’re going to do this, you’re not going to fuck me like a good little Christian boy. You’re going to fuck me like you hate me. You’re going to fuck me so dirty your grandkids will have to repent for it. Spit on me. Pull my hair. Slap me around. Make it the dirtiest fucking thing you’ve ever done. Okay?”
“Sage, you should know I’m not better than this. I’m not the good guy you thought. I’m not a gentleman or a hero. What I did last night felt fucking good, and I realize I’m no better than your ex for kicking the shit out of him, but I’d gladly beat the piss out of anyone who hurts you. I may not be good at communicating or admitting my feelings, but I’ll admit that. You’re the first thing in my life that I’m willing to protect, and I don’t care who the fuck I have to hurt to do it.”

