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People say that karma is a bitch, but I have news for you. Karma doesn’t have anything on fate when she is after blood. Not a single thing.
They are my family now—family I sometimes want to hurt, but family nonetheless.
The past can’t touch me. I am stronger than this. I am a survivor. Fuck you, fate . . . Fuck you hard.
“Missed you . . . so fucking much, Princess.” Sometimes, dreams don’t let you down because that is the only thing I have been waiting to hear since the day he left me forever.
“His friend. Your friend. Don’t see how it makes a difference who I share my cookies with at snack time.”
‘Me Tarzan, taking Jane to tree house where she won’t wear clothes and we will play bedroom aerobics for the rest of the days.’
“Baby, it is fucking hilarious. You really think that once I bury myself deep within your pussy and feel your tight walls squeezing the come right out of my dick that I will ever want to let you go again? You must be out of your fucking mind, Princess. I won’t even be able to let you out of my fucking bed until we make up for every single day we have lost.”
“I love you, Axel Reid. I have loved you forever and I will never stop. Made for me, baby. You were made for me. Don’t ever leave me. Never again. I would rather die than be without you again.”
When you are with me, I am free. My strength. My heart. My everything. Our love now continues forever. Amor Vincit Omnia ‘Love Conquers All.’
slams down to his knees, pulling up my shirt and pressing a soft kiss to my flat stomach. Splaying his hands wide across my belly, he whispers to the skin, “We’re going to love you so much, little one.”
“Look”—I pause to check his nametag—“Officer Benson, I’m not trying to fucking run off. That woman is MY life and I won’t be letting her out of my sight after this shit. Can you just try to understand for a fucking second what I am going through and follow to the goddamn hospital, yeah?”
Dee took Izzy early this morning to spend the day at the salon next to the office. I avoid that place. I don’t care how many times Izzy tells me that weird little man is harmless—I’m not buying it. The other day, he pinched my ass, which Izzy thought was hilarious. I couldn’t even be mad about it when she was standing there laughing. Her large belly was bouncing with each breath. It was almost worth asking him to do it again if it got that kind of reaction from my girl.
