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“Insane about you.
Not for the first time, I’m reminded that I’m the luckiest man on earth.
“Watch me worship you,”
“It’s all I want to do.
This one is just for you,”
God, she’s fucking gorgeous.
“On your hands and knees on the bed, face the mirror,”
“You know what I used to think about before you were mine?”
“Long before you were mine, back when it was so totally fucked to even think about you that way, I’d think about hiding you below my desk during a boring as fuck meeting, having you suck my cock while someone droned on and on about who fucking cared on the phone.
Because you’re mine. And I take care of what’s mine, be it your body or your mind.
He cages me in place, doing a push-up and pressing his lips to mine quickly.
“You packed me snacks?”
“I’d crumble without you, Katrina. Have to make sure you’re well-nourished so that doesn’t happen.”
But every woman needs a crew of girls who have her back no matter what.
“Glitter!”
“The answer does not always have to be glitter, Abbie,”
“Glitter makes everything better.”
“Then why would you want to glitter anyon...
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“We’re like, the Revengers. You know, the Avengers, but revenge?”
“Revengers, assemble!”
“I should always listen to my gorgeous, intuitive, wildly smart assistant.”
I want to punch him in the face. So badly. Just once.
“Glitter?”
“Didn’t take you for the arts and crafts type.”
“Tease,”
“How about I show you what a tease I can be tonight?”
“What the fuck did you just say?”
🥵
“I’m just saying, she’s selling herself—”
Who cares what he says about me?”
“I care,”
“You really do like to bust people’s chops, don’t you?”
“Don’t let that one slip away, you hear me?”
“We’ve all done it. But please, for the love of god, try and be a bit more discreet. And definitely not on someone else's desk. Even if he is an ass.”
“I wanted the drama,”
My ring does not leave your finger, except for when I put a new one beneath it.”
Saying ‘here’ in my shitty apartment parking garage and giving me a ring is not what I’m going to tell our kids one day.”
“A Revenger never retires.”
“I’m not getting a call from the local police again, telling me you’re breaking into a man’s car to put glitter in his vents.” “Oh, stop it. Warren deserved it most of all, and once we told them what was happening, they became our lookouts!” Andre shakes his head, exasperated with me as usual.
“You do revenge, you let me in on it. If I say no, it’s a no, Olivia. I’m your lookout while you execute.”
“No, no, over there,” I say, pointing to the window with the most light, watching my husband's muscles flex underneath his button-down shirt. “Are you fucking with me?” he asks, looking over his shoulder at me, and I shake my head. “A little to the left.” For the record, I’m so totally fucking with him.
Orange for Cami, purple for Liv, red for Savannah, teal for me.
I get the honor of voting our daughter into the position of president of Catalyst Records thirty-four years later.
After all, the best revenge is falling in love.
