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He watches like the Grim Reaper, waiting for people to throw their souls at his feet, and I’m sure they do.
“Because when I’m not with you, there’s an itching in my veins that only the sight of you can fix.” I blink at him, processing his words. That wasn’t the answer I was expecting, and I’m not sure how to feel about it. “You’re not just trying to get into my pants?” I ask skeptically. I’m not buying it. “I never said that.” “You’re attracted to me,” I state as his hungry gaze sweeps over me. “Like you wouldn’t fucking believe,” he says, standing from his chair. The sexual desire radiates off him and thickens the air around us. “If you don’t have a god complex, I’ll give you one.”
She’s the salvation to my damnation, and I will worship at her altar in every lifetime.
“Love you? From the second I laid eyes on you, there has been an itching in my veins that only the sight of you can ease. Without you, the world has no art, and I have no purpose.” I swallow hard against his hand, the breath halting in my chest as his words seep into my bones. “I don’t just love you, Jill. I worship you. I bleed you. I am for you.”
