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a wisp of breath dances on your lips right now because you won’t dare inhale
“Rule number one: Don’t ever fall for the sob story.” I flick my eyes between his, swallowing thickly. “Rule number two?” “I’ll let you figure that out.” I stare unashamedly at his tempting mouth, whispering, “Don’t let his magnetism cloud your senses.” Those sensuous lips curve into a dangerous smile, and I almost whimper out loud. “Good girl.”
“I hate you,” I tell him, my voice shaky with emotion. “For everything you put me through.” As my throat constricts, I swallow past the thick lump. It hurts to offer him this mercy of his hand in mine. Despite everything he did to me, I still can’t truly hate him. “But I also love you,” I whisper, staring at the side of his wrinkled, gaunt face. A deep sigh rattles my chest. “That doesn’t mean I’ll ever forgive you, Dad.”
“I have nothing but time, Officer. I watch TV, fuck my hand, sleep, and exercise.” “I didn’t need that visual,” he tosses over his shoulder, then pulls the door shut.
pfft
Don’t mistake familiarity for security. That’s what you told me, right?” I’m on a roll, the words ripping from my lips in a stream of hurt and anger. “We’re way past that. I trust you so much that I’d let you approach me on a darkened road. I am that nice girl who would agree to help you carry whatever shit you need to the car because you pretend you’re injured. Remember that time when you approached a girl with a cane, pretending you were blind and fucking lost? Yeah, I would have helped you too. I. Trust. You.”
We always want to hear those magical thoughts. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have hurt you. I regret what I did.
a whisper of a kiss on his neck, just enough to mark him for the reaper.
“Is this what death feels like?” I ask Robbie, who silences me with another kiss. “I’ll bring you back from the dead again, I promise.”
“I’m sorry to have to tell you that Mr. Hammond collected your news column. We found…” He clears his throat, glancing quickly at his colleague before admitting, “We found semen on your pictures.” My lips twitch. Don’t laugh. Don’t you fucking dare laugh, Savannah. Now is not the time.
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