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“It’s a rare form of synesthesia where people’s voices trigger certain tastes in my mouth. You’re all honey, baby.”
“You’re all danger,”
“Call yourself whatever you want.” He takes my arm, his touch electric and firm. “I’m calling you mine.”
“Hate and love are but two sides of the same coin, forged in the same mixing of metals. Like pain and pleasure.”
“Be nice with that mouth or I’ll make sure it’s too busy to talk.”
“You’re the fucking reason for everything in my entire universe. I’ll worship you until I die, and most probably after that as well.” I
“Good girl.”
“Everything we do, everything we are, is perfect.
