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‘Calm water doesn’t need more water—you need wind to move your sail.’ I probably need to find a little maniac like you.”
“I can’t believe this. I’m marrying a child. And not a normal child—a demon hellspawn, like Chucky, or the Children of the Corn . . .”
content myself with smiling up at him and saying, “In the midst of chaos, there is also opportunity.”
“Let your plans be dark and impenetrable as night, and when you move, fall like a thunderbolt.”
“Now there’s the bite I love,” Oliver says. “Never change, Aida.”
The church whirls around me in a kaleidoscope of color, as I slump to the floor. That fucking BITCH!
I put my lips up against his ear and I whisper, “Do you want me, Cal?” “I don’t want you,” he moans, his voice husky and raw. “I need you.”
“You’re mine, Aida,” Callum growls in my ear. “I’ll kill anyone who tries to touch you.”
“If you EVER talk to my wife like that again, I’ll empty that clip in your chest.”
I can’t believe it. I think I’m falling in love.
Trust is rarer than love. It’s putting your fate, your happiness, your life in someone’s hands. Hoping they keep it safe.
