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You know that feeling you get when you wake up and just know the day is going to be fucking shit? Yeah, I got that right now.
“Your time here has expired. I got shit to do, and you’re not it. Sorry, sweetheart, but you have to leave.”
The quiet ones are always the most lethal.
when it becomes a case of it’s you or them, fight-or-flight instincts always have you throwing your morals out the window and choosing self-preservation instead.
“Gio, you okay?” Vin asks me. I smile at him. “Never been better,” I say. “Let’s torch this fucking place. I think it’s time for a change of scenery.”
I’ll see him again one day and hopefully I get the opportunity to torture his fucked-up soul down there.
everyone has a price, even the devil himself.
There is only so much one can forgive, and the list of sins that mar my soul, well, it’s far beyond forgiveness.
“Tell me… what has you this excited?” he asks again. “You,” I whisper.
“Good girl,” he says and then slams his lips onto mine.
If I want something, I’m going to have it, and the thing I want more than my next breath right now is her.
“Now that, that’s out of the way. This whole being professional bullshit? Yeah, I don’t agree with it. I want you.”
“I’m going to take your silence as permission to touch you, to lick you, to fuck you until my name is embedded in the walls of this house.”
They were all staring at you before I even walked up. You have no idea how much I want to gouge the eyes out of every fucking guy in here.”
Gio appears to consider the question. “I met someone I can’t stop thinking about, and I’m torn between dragging her kicking and screaming into my world… and letting her go.”
“We’re friends first.” “We’re not…” Gio holds up a hand. “I swear to God, Ellie, finish that thought and I’m going to come over there and show you along with everyone else in this bar just how fucking friendly we are,” he grunts.
What about girlfriends?” “What about them?” “Do you have one?” “That depends.” I chuckle. “On what?” she asks, and I feel her head shift towards me. I don’t turn around. “On you. Wanna be my girlfriend, Ellie?”
“I like you, and when I think about you being with anyone else, I want to rip heads off. I don’t want to share you, which means you and I are exclusive.” It’s simple as that.
“Because I’m fucking petrified of losing you, Ellie. I’m scared and I’ve never been scared of anything in my fucking life. But you… you scare the shit out of me.”
“When this blows up in your face and you’re left feeling like your soul has been ripped from your body—because you will. You’ll feel pain in nerve endings you didn’t know existed. When that happens, you’ll hate yourself more than you could possibly hate anyone else. And you’re going to think thoughts that will both scare and give you the promise of peace.
“You’re going to either end up smothered in your sleep or stabbed really violently.
“I sent Dani home,” she says to me, ignoring my brother. “Why? Call her back. You need your friends,” I tell her. “No. What I need is my husband.” Her voice is quivering now, and the sound breaks what was left of my heart.
