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I saw her the second her black cowboy boots crossed the threshold of my bar. She was Meadowlark’s sweetheart, a giant pain in the ass, and my best friend’s little sister.
She was wearing a skirt made out of some sort of shiny material; satin or silk, I think. It moved over her body like water. It made me wonder how she’d look wrapped up in bedsheets. But not just any bedsheets–my bedsheets.
“And your family is my family, Emmy, so even if you weren’t in my bar, you would be my business. You’ve always been my business, and you’ll always be my business.”
Be cool, Brooks. You didn’t do anything. You just eye-fucked his sister. That’s fine. Everything’s fine.
“I thought I told you if you called me that I would shove a fence post down your throat,” Teddy said in a sickly sweet
When it came to Emmy, I was playing with fire, but I would happily walk into the flames for her.
“You know, if you don’t like the road you’re on, you can always pave a new one.”
I couldn’t believe the universe was so big, and I got placed on this random floating rock at the same time as Clementine Ryder.
“I’ve been people’s dirty little secret before, and I didn’t care because I didn’t care about them, but I care about you.”
My dad was a Ford man. Personally, I had my issues with the guy who created the forty-hour work week, but that was neither here nor there.
“Sugar, you deserve to go out on your own terms. Just because you got dusted doesn’t mean you’re done.”