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That’s what people do. They lie, cheat, and steal to take what’s yours. You can’t trust them.
“Find some info on the mystery member of the family. I still don’t know why you don’t let moneybags pay for it.”
Prediction: Daddy is Duncan
“I said I’m jealous. I don’t like seeing some other fucker’s number on you. I really don’t fucking like it, and it’s not happening again. You want to wear someone’s jersey, you wear mine.”
“You could be not okay with me. I don’t give a fuck,” he continued, and leaned in. His hot breath hit the top of my spine and moved along it. His lips traced silent words on my shoulder. “I don’t care if you’re crazy. I don’t care if you’re sane. It doesn’t matter to me. I’d play with you anyway.”
“Call our relationship a game one more goddamn time, and I’m going to write something on you again — but this time it’ll be my initials on your ass in tattoo ink.”
“It’s called a grapevine knot. Most commonly used in search-and-rescue missions. This knot means finding someone who’s lost and holding on to them and never letting go. Wherever you go, whatever you need…I’m with you.”
“There is nothing you could ever tell me to justify shutting me out. Nothing. Tell me you fucked someone — you sign his death warrant, but you don’t lie to me about it. Tell me you killed someone — I will make the fucking body disappear. Never try to tell me again that you don’t love me — because I will never fucking believe you. Our souls are two ropes that will never be unknotted. It’s too late, Winter.”
A twig cracked, and I spun around and shone the light at a thicket. It shifted. There was someone there. Delicious anticipation roared through me. The shadow moved, and his face appeared, hidden by a black balaclava with a white skull stenciled on. Oh goodie, my favorite.
