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I’m frozen in place, watching and fascinated by her every move.
Her teeth pierce the soft skin of the fruit, and she closes her eyes, savoring it. No doubt she picked it from one of my trees, but she can have the whole orchard.
“Hey, Peach Bandit,” I tease, happy to see her grin in response.
“That’s Ms. Peach Bandit to you.
A slow grin curls her lips. She glances down, running her hand over her forehead before peeking back up at me.
“In my defense, you know what this looked like, right?”
“Like I killed someone, wrapped them in burlap, and you cau...
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“Two some...
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“In this heat? That’d be crazy.” Amusement widens her smile and creases h...
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“Murder’s definitely more of a fall or wi...
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“I have to go. It was nice meeting you ...
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She walks toward the driveway, glancing back with a grin whe...
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“See you later,...
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Not three years ago, I was working two terrible jobs and was absolutely miserable. Six months ago, I was a total recluse, hiding from two crazy psychopaths. Now I’m free, sitting at a table with an intriguing new friend, stoned, and eating donuts at midnight.
Inspiration or obsession? Is there even a difference? If there is, I can’t measure the distance between them.
It’s funny how you never know what’s going to make a vivid impression and become a nostalgic memory. It just happens. There’s no doubt in my mind that this will be a sweet moment I look back on, sitting with Calliope tucked against my side, wrapped in the darkness and music of the storm.
Graveyard Creeper.”
Peach Bandit.”
The Adventures of Graveyard Creeper and Peach Bandit.”
My chest is tight with two realizations. She sees the world like I do, like an artist, and I could fall in love with her too goddamned easily.
Her body relaxes, and she tilts her head back a bit, resting it against my chest.
“Please.”
Fuck, what that one word does to me. I want to hear her moan it with my face buried between her legs. The thought alone has my cock hardening, and she presses her ass against it as I bring the cherry to her mouth an inch at a time. My self-control flees as I watch it disappear between soft lips. The slight shiver she exhibits when my mouth hovers under her ear is as satisfying as the way sh...
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He pinches my chin, his eyes burning into mine.
“I want to kiss you until neither of us can breathe.”
He leans in, sliding the tip of his nose...
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“I want to peel off your clothes, taste your skin, explore every trace of you with my tongue. It’s all I can think about. I want to hear you moan for m...
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He leans to warm my ear with his ...
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“What I want is to throw you in my bed and fuck you and fuck...
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“Oh darling, I’m going to make you come until you forget your name and can’t stop screaming mine.”
The silence must be more than he can bear because my name comes out in a whisper.
“Calliope. Say something.”
“You’ve made me so…be...
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“I didn’t make you anything, I only showed it. Only a fraction of who you are could ever be embodied ...
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Love and obsession walk a thin line inside me. When I love something, I’ll let it take over my life. I found that out when I picked up a pencil to sketch. This is just the first time that feeling has been directed toward a person.
“I think love is what we are at our core before the world puts its hands on us. I don’t know if it’s negative or positive or somewhere in-between, but it’s human. It’s what we do, what we’re best at.”
“You’re the kindest man I’ve ever met, and I didn’t have to look deep for that.”
“I was thinking that I’m being selfish asking you to stay here when you may be safer at a hotel, but I hate how the nights feel without you.”
Nobody can make me laugh like she can. No one else can make me feel like she does. Not another person in this world could take me from such stress to heartfelt ecstasy to soul healing laughter in a matter of minutes. I have to bite back the words fighting to escape.
I love you. Christ, I just love you so fucking much.
I look Arlow in the eye. “Listen to me. That’s why I led him out here, to push him over the cliff. I can do it. I want to do it. You can’t kill him for me. It isn’t your burden to carry. It isn’t your responsibility.”
“No, it’s my privilege,”
he replies, his deep voice back to a...
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Arlow glares at him.
“It won’t look like self-defense if you die on your knees.”
“Calliope.”
His firm voice demands my full attention.
“He hurt you. I won’t lose a wink of sleep over this. Do you hear ...
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It’s all happened so fast. We’re heading out to pick up a dead body—a man I killed—and bury him on my property. Surreal isn’t a strong enough word. Not one ounce of me regrets it.
“You don’t get to kill for me and then say I can’t love you.”
