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Happiness was the greatest torture of all because it could all be taken away—and it was so much worse than if you’d never experienced it at all.
“Because I’m holding on to my last shred of humanity, and if you stand here in those goddamn shorts for another ten seconds, it’s going to snap.”
“You’re good at a lot of things, Reckless, but not turning me on isn’t one of them. Try being a little less fucking cute and not talking about my dick.”
“Can’t handle being away from you,” he croaked. “Especially not when you’re hurting.” He swallowed hard. “I didn’t want to care about anyone. But you shot that all to hell.” My heart hammered against my ribs, butterfly wings dying to break free. A muscle fluttered in Anson’s cheek. “You didn’t sneak past my defenses, you bulldozed them. Reckless to the bone. And maybe you made me brave enough to be reckless, too.”
“Your beauty scalds, Reckless. Anyone who’s ever had the pleasure of looking at you will never be the same.”
“This is real. I’m probably going to fuck it up a million times over, but I won’t stop trying.” Rho melted against me. “I’d rather have you and your fuckups than anyone else.”
“You gave me air when I thought I’d never breathe again. You gave me color when my world had gone black. You see every part of me. I don’t want to spend another moment without you. Marry me.”
