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I can’t be a jackass to his sister, both out of respect for him, and for fear of my well-being.
God fucking help me.
Deep down, I’m a huge nerd. A nerd masquerading as a god.
“What’s going on with you and Summer?” “Nothing.” Fuck. Did I answer too fast? “Liar. You answered way too fast.” Goddammit.
“Why are you talking to the ceiling?” she demands.
Don’t touch her. Don’t touch her. Don’t touch her. I touch her.
I feel like January is never going to end. I swear it’s like the planet goes into some fucked-up time loop every year to make January a hundred days long.
I’m scared she’ll smack me if I don’t, so I do what the lady orders.
BRENNA: Think about Hollis. That always kills my desire
I lunge forward again, but those big arms lock tighter around me. They belong to Hunter, I realize. But even if I’d been able to charge, I’m nowhere near as fast as Fitz. One second he’s seated, the next he’s got Douchebag Davey by the collar. “She was asking for it?” Fitzy hisses. “Did those words really just come out of your filthy, rapist mouth?”
I swallow. “Are you as tired of fighting this attraction between us as I am?” “Yes. I am.” Pure need.
“I’ve gotta go walk the runway at my girlfriend’s fashion show now.”
But most of all, she’s my heart.