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“You can tell God I’ll review his demands and get back to him later.
Rhys and Moira could resume their Saturday, he could lay her down in their bed and luxuriate in her until he felt like himself again, cover her in adoration in the way she deserved.
David was looking at him like they were twenty again, like they might be able to get it right this time, orbiting each other’s spheres without burning too hot or swallowing each other alive.
It was a catch-all term for getting a bad high off low vibes or being left wrung-out after channeling something nasty, but it was the best language she had to describe what she felt.
That woman is my home, and I am more than willing to prioritize her – vehemently, if need be. If she tells me she needs something to feel safe, she gets it. End of story.”
and cherry lipstick was slashed across her mouth like a stoplight.
A good person wouldn’t be propelled forward by such reckless curiosity, a bottomless appetite to know.
David was powered entirely by flat whites, hubris, and a pathological need to push himself beyond his limits.
“And what will your wife be having?” The tips of David’s ears turned pink. “What? Oh no, no you’ve got us wrong.” “You’re blushing,” Moira needled. “I’ve been on Nathan’s boat; I’m sunburned. Listen, we’re not… I’m gay, and she’s–” “Got standards,” Moira put in, rescuing him from the awkward interaction despite the pleasure she took in watching him flounder.
He wasn’t wearing his glasses, and the bare face gave him a keener, sharper appearance. He almost looked handsome this way. No, not handsome. Cunning. David had a bad habit of conflating the two.
David taking time off work was like the U.S. Postal Service ceasing operation: not impossible, but indicative of some larger terrible crisis.
“I’ll take my time with you, and you’ll like it,” Rhys said simply, like their dynamic, David’s brattiness and his calm control, was the most natural thing in the world. And in some ways, it was. “Easy, tiger; get me too wound up and all your party guests might hear me.” “Don’t act like you don’t like the thought of that,” Rhys said, and tossed David’s belt aside.
