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February 9 - February 11, 2025
“I’m going to New York tomorrow,” she announced. “I believe you meant we are going to New York,” I corrected her. “No way am I leaving my gorgeous fiancée to fall prey to city fuckboys unattended.”
“I’m not doing this to piss you off.” I frowned, starting the car. “It’s just a really nice bonus.”
“Either way, you are not coming.” “Joke’s on you. I just did from watching you merely breathe.” “Gross.” “Romantic.”
“I don’t think you understand, Briar. I want an Oscar. The more whacky my process is, the more chances I have to win it. For all I care, I can do a creampie scene if it earns me a win.”
“Yes, all 184,000 of them, worldwide.” “How…” “Romantic?” “I was going to say deranged.”
“Oliver von Bismarck, I heard so much about you.” “The pubic lice rumors are unfortunately true.”
she was ogling my fake fiancé like she wanted his face as her new favorite chair.
He wasn’t wearing any underwear. Of course, he wasn’t. This was Ollie. I should be lucky he came out of the house wearing a pair of pants.
“You look a little pale.” “That’s because all of my blood is now concentrated in my dick,”
“I’d take her hatred before anyone else’s love any fucking day,”
I was drunk on the power of knowing I could do this to him. Render this man every man and woman clamored for speechless with just my hand.
“You can’t even finish an email. I’m not going to be lectured about finishing anything from you.” “Well, if I don’t finish, my bones will fall off.”
“Please stop pretending this engagement is real.” Turned out, I might be the first to blink. “It is to me. You said I don’t finish what I start? Well, I sure as fuck am going to seal the deal here.”
“If you want to bail on us this time, fine. Your prerogative, I guess. But I won’t be the one to fucking ruin us. Not this time.”
“I have no morals. No ethics. No fucks to give. I may be more put together than I let on, but don’t mistake my productiveness for principles. What I want, I take. And what I’ve always wanted is right in front of me. You. If you don’t want me, you better run fast and hide well. Because once I’ve had a taste of you again, I am not letting you go.”
Oliver had the tendency to cancel my leases and hotel rooms. I didn’t want to be homeless here just to prove a point.
“Well, he’s trying to piece it back together, isn’t he? It takes courage and dedication.”
It was becoming clear that Oliver wouldn’t let me go this time. Problem was—I didn’t want to run away, either.
Contrary to popular belief, distance did not make the heart grow fonder.
“You only dressed to the nines so you can dump him looking like a bad ass.”
Fun fact: the men girls date in their twenties teach them more about red flags than dark romance.
“Nice of you to make me dress up only to show up looking like an unemployed lumberjack.”
“Lucky for me, we’re not going out.” “Tell that to your dress.”
“You can’t lie your way out of this.” “I literally do not know what you’re talking about, Briar. Swear on my life.” He paused. “Swear on Sebastian’s life, too.”
I popped them into my ears, and sure enough, Ollie’s prerecorded voice began talking in his best tour guide impression, explaining the history of all the places we drove past.
“Oh, no. I bought this house earlier this week,” he explained, as if it were TOTALLY NORMAL TO BUY A HOUSE FOR A FIRST DATE.
No one had ever taught me how to love. Before Ollie, I spent my childhood learning how to live without being seen.
But I promise that if you give me a chance, I won’t blow it. I’ll give our children love. They’ll have birthday cakes, and ugly Christmas sweaters, and a stable childhood in one place they recognize and love. There will be fights, and sleepless nights, and days rolling on hills, and family picnics, and movie binges on a loop. And we will do all of it together.”
“It’s not for you to decide whether you’re forgiven. It’s for him. Forgiveness belongs to the wounded, not the one who caused the wound.”
It’s never been about whether I love you enough. It’s that I love you too much.
“In fact, even now, I still don’t believe I deserve you. The difference is that I’ve grown up. I realize now that just being here matters most. Waking up and doing my best for you every morning, because I love to see you smile.”
But you’re not the shadow. I am. You are the living, breathing organism inside of me. I’m just here for the ride.”
“Unloving you was impossible. As unnatural as trying not to breathe.”
“You don’t have to—” Oliver groaned. “Oh, I want to. I missed it.” “In that case, let me find a less awkward position.”
“You look beautiful on your knees for me.” “Wait till you see my lips around your cock.”
“Just remember you are the most precious woman in my life.” “Why are you reminding me that?” “Because I’m about to treat you like a dirty whore.”
never pegged myself as someone who liked dirty talk, but coming from Oliver’s mouth, I was pretty sure I’d be game to hear his supermarket list.
“Your face is exquisite,” he groaned, guiding his crown along my jawline, tracing it with his cock. “I cannot wait to fuck it.” “Nothing is standing in your way other than this little monologue.”
“You’ve been exceptionally mouthy ever since you barreled your way back into my life.” I squinted up at him. “I haven’t barreled anywhere. You literally crashed a set—”
And I could no longer deny it—I liked this guy. He was fun, he was quick, and he was a little dirty. He always kept me on edge.
“You’re going to be the death of me.” “So, my plan is working.”
“I don’t think my cock can take fucking you.” “What about your heart?” “Even less,”
“Enjoy this. Stop letting one moment define your entire life. Some mistakes don’t deserve the weight we give them. Their lessons are enough. Let go of the memory but hold onto the lesson. That’s the best you can do.”
That’s the most expensive call for help I’ve ever heard.
Ollie vB: How do you survive this thing called marriage? Romeo Costa: Alcohol. Zach Sun: And the comforting knowledge they are worth it.
“You’re not going to be here when this world implodes. You don’t mind shitting all over it.” “You won’t, either, son.”
God, I had it bad. I needed to get my shit together, ASAP.
“Well, with all due respect, if you won’t shit all over this planet, someone else will. It’s all about the money.”
“Don’t try to be a nun inside...
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“I cannot cheat on something that’s not in existence. Diets are the enemy of humanity. I will always choose carbs. They are my one true love.”
