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“One of these days you’re going to fall in love, son. Don’t settle for just anyone. Choose the girl that doesn’t come easy, the one you have to fight for, and then never stop fighting.
I decided a long time ago I would feed on the vultures until a dove came along. A pigeon. The kind of soul that didn’t impede on anyone; just walked around worrying about its own business, trying to get through life without pulling everyone else down with its own needs and selfish habits. Brave. A communicator. Intelligent. Beautiful. Soft-spoken. A creature that mates for life. Unattainable until she has a reason to trust you.
“The day you appeared on our family tree, I wanted to cut it down.”
It just sucks that I finally found the girl worth having and she’s too good for me.”
no sense in pretending to protect your dignity if you set out to destroy it.
Shepley’s girlfriend had introduced me to my very own form of crack. I couldn’t get enough, and I didn’t want to quit.
She seemed pissed about something, but I ignored it. She probably just wasn’t a morning person. Although with that logic, she wasn’t really an afternoon or night person, either. Come to think of it, she was kind of a cranky bitch . . . and I liked it.
Say what you want. Being a psychotic asshole had its perks.
Ho 101: If the man in your sights is on a date or with a female friend, force him to admit to lack of commitment. Creates insecurity and instability.
Her body in my arms felt way too good. It was something I could get used to far too easily. As scared as that made me, I couldn’t move.
“I have feelings for her. I care about her. A lot. I can’t stand it when she’s not around.
I found a strange amount of joy in putting my hands on hers, or resting my hand on her knee. She didn’t seem to mind, and admittedly, I was pretty fucking close to heaven.
She’s a pigeon. A demonic pigeon that fucks with my head so bad I can’t think straight. Nothing makes sense anymore, Cam. Every rule I’ve ever made’s getting broken one by one. I’m a pussy. No . . . worse. I’m Shep.”
So much for keeping my temper in check, but damn that woman got under my skin. Talking to her was like having a conversation with a black hole.
“You, Travis Maddox, are kinda sexy when you’re not being a whore,”
“In another life, I could love you.” I watched her for a moment, staring into her glassed-over eyes. She was drunk, but just for a moment it didn’t seem wrong to pretend that she meant it. “I might love you in this one.”
Sometime between the moment we met, and holding her on that bathroom floor, I had fallen in love with her.
“You just admitted to it. Travis Maddox in love. Now I’ve heard everything.”
“I know we’re fucked up, all right? I’m impulsive and hot tempered, and you get under my skin like no one else. You act like you hate me one minute, and then you need me the next. I never get anything right, and I don’t deserve you . . . but I fucking love you, Abby. I love you more than I’ve loved anyone or anything, ever.
all I need is you. You’re all I think about. You’re all I dream about. You’re all I want.”
“It’s just you and me against the world, Pidge.”
“You know why I want you? I didn’t know I was lost until you found me. I didn’t know what alone was until the first night I spent without you in my bed. You’re the one thing I’ve got right. You’re what I’ve been waiting for, Pigeon.”
“Well, I belong to you!” I screamed. I put so much force behind my words, I could feel all the blood rush to my face. Abby met my glare, refusing to even flinch. I looked at her lips, panting. “I belong to you,” I whispered, my anger fading as desire took over.
The only thing I’m afraid of is a life without you, Pigeon.”
“I knew the second I met you that there was something about you I needed. Turns out it wasn’t something about you at all. It was just you.”
