Reckless (The Powerless Trilogy, #2)
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“Tell me, darling, do you think of me often?”
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“She does have a nasty habit of stabbing people, doesn’t she?”
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“I’m embarrassed to not die in a more dramatic manner.”
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“You’re a crazy bitch, you know that?” “Yes,” I sigh, “I know that, and you know that. See, what I’m asking is if anyone else knows that.” He huffs out a pained laugh. “Everyone knows you’re a crazy bitch. You have quite the reputation.”
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“Prove it,” I repeat, voice quiet. “Hate me enough to make me want you.” I cup her jaw, feeling her eyes burning into mine. “Ruin me.”
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“Aren’t you entitled for a criminal.” “And aren’t you righteous for being no better?”
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A pain in the ass does not even begin to describe this girl.
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“Kai,” she whispers, “I never learned how to swim.” “You’re okay,” I murmur, pushing tangled hair from her face. “I’ve got you.”
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“Jealousy looks good on you, Gray,” I murmur, my fingers still cupping her chin. Her eyes flick between mine, full of a familiar fire. “I’m not jealous.” My gaze lingers on her lips before traveling down the length of her. “Then you just look good.”
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It’s silly, really. No, actually, it’s bullshit. It’s complete and utter bullshit that he’s able to make me melt with nothing more than a mere touch.
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Sunlight is streaming through her hair, making her glow like something far too heavenly for me. “I thought you had found your courage,” she says softly. I smile slightly. “Maybe I’m fine with being a fool. So long as it’s for you.”
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He’s hurt. And I hate it. That realization might just anger me more. Because it is then that I understand just how terribly I will hurt anyone who dares hurt him.
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“Oh, but you are my undoing. My deliverance. My downfall disguised as a deity.” Another slow step. “You are my ruin.” I’m dazed, unable to do anything but let a smile tug at my lips. “Call us even. Call me crazy. I don’t care. Just…” His eyes are pleading, brimming with emotion. “Just call me yours.”