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“Why, Triss? Why did he have to be naked?” She shocked the hell out of me when she looked straight at me. “Because that’s how I woke up.”
“And I thought we were getting along so well. What changed? Was it because I kissed you? Now you’re mad at yourself for how much you enjoyed it?”
“Did you just try to fucking bite me? Fuck. This could have been amazing if I’d met you under any other circumstance.”
“It’d be my fucking pleasure to show you just how easily I could ruin regular men for you, Fancy Face.”
You can ruin men for me anytime Jersey Boy
That was only partially true. I’d begged one man. I’d begged him to stop. And when that didn’t work, I never did it again for any reason when it came to sex.
“I’m going to need you to start thinking with your big head, Jersey Boy. Not the little one.”
Love her
Hate and love both hold hands with passion. They both make people do equally crazy things and the line between them disappears while you think you’re staring right at it.”
“I’m really not the hopeless romantic type,” she said and laughed at herself. “I’m not interested in someone burning the world down for me. I can light a match all on my own.
Fuck yes Triss
“A soulmate doesn’t just happen by chance,” she said. “It’s not somebody you just stumble across. Soulmates are made. I think you decide that you want somebody. You have to keep choosing that somebody every second of every day. You have to decide that they’re worth all the shitty days, that you’d miss the sound of their snoring more than you’d ever want the quiet nights back, that their broken pieces can fit together with your own so you both have a little better chance at being whole.”
“Only good girls get called good girl,” he said. “Bad girls end up in my handcuffs. They choke on my dick. Bad girls get fucked in every way imaginable until they beg me to stop. And then I fuck them a little harder.”
I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything quite as stunning as you are when you break for me.”
“Break for me. And shatter me with you.”
Maybe she’d fucked the crazy into me? Was that sexually transmissible? The crazy? It probably was. Sounded like something that would happen to me.
“What’s wrong, Jersey?” She asked. “You don’t want to find out what it’s like to break for me, too?”
“The most wonderful thing about Tiggers is I’m the only one.”
“Are you scared?” I asked him before I could stop myself. “Memphis sounded scared, Jersey.”
“Break me, Jersey,” she breathed into my mouth.
I just wanted to hurt her when this started. I couldn’t put my finger on what changed or when it happened but now, while I still wanted to hurt her, I wanted to do it with a purpose. Breaking her apart would absolutely be painful, but it needed to happen. Busting out the damaged and ruined pieces would be like taking a sledgehammer to a brick wall, but I’d take that same sledgehammer to myself so that she could rebuild herself with the broken shards of me that were stronger.
“Did I just gain a boyfriend against my will?”
“She won’t be mad if I decide to keep you instead of trading you for her,” I explained. “She thinks I’m going to choose you.”
Jersey don’t you dare. Go get her RIGHT NOW
“You take up all the space in my head. You block the eye contact I prefer to keep with the devil at all times. I need you to go now, so I can see him clearly again. So, I can let out what you’ve been keeping at bay.”
He had a wife. A daughter. The most wonderful thing about Tiggers is I’m the only one.
You’re breaking my heart Ember
