Asking for Trouble (The Fallen Men, #8)
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I knew. Not with my eyes, just seein’ them like love at first sight or some fairy-tale kinda shit. I knew it in the way certain birds know to migrate south, as if the impulse to love them was programmed in me, layin’ latent ’til the right trigger ignited it inside’a my soul.
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knew as I bent my head to claim her succulent mouth that I’d never be the same after this night. Blue’d transferred some’a herself to me, and I’d guard it and whatever else she’d give me preciously ’til the day death took us.
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Who knew hope could be so brutal? Who knew it had fists and claws and teeth?
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“Now in the dark, tomorrow in the light. Painted in neons or sunlight or starlight, you’re mine, Blue. You get me?”
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“Feel like I was born with your name written on my bones, and I was just waitin’ to find ya.”
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“Even when death comes for us one day, I promise, I’ll be waitin’ for you on the other side,”
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I’d always bear the scars of my past, physical, mental, and emotional, but they seemed so much more bearable under the weight of Aaron’s love written on my skin, kissed into my most sensitive places, whispered into my ear.