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His hands flexed against the countertop so hard, the tips of his fingers turned white. “Gwendolyn.”
“You are so fucking gorgeous, Gwendolyn, it almost hurts to look at you.”
“Longterm? We can’t even make it one day without fighting!” “Then stop fighting with me.” My head nearly exploded off my shoulders. “You’re unbelievable!”
“How drunk are you?” he asked, watching me closely. “On a scale of one to wasted?” “Not sure that scale is scientifically correct, but yeah. On a scale of one to wasted, where are you falling right now?” “Why?” I asked. “Because I want to fuck you, baby, but I’m not going to do it if you’re totally blitzed.” Hellfire.
but you need to take note of anyone who lingers too long or starts acting strange.” “It’s Salem. Everyone acts pretty strange.”
In the meantime, just promise me you won’t do anything stupid.” “When do I ever do anything stupid?” “You really want me to answer that?”
I was going to need a lobotomy to get over this man.
Not today, Satan. I’m free tomorrow, though. - Gwen Goode, dealing with the devil
“Can I get you something? Macchiato? Cappuccino? Latte? Lobotomy?”
“We run this town.” Mickey scowled. “Always have. Always will.” The mammoth one merely glared in silence. “You guys with the Sharks or the Jets?” Holden sounded amused. “Can’t help feeling you’re about to break out into a musical number.”
