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“A man does not drink from a toilet when he has fine wine at home,” Dominik replies dismissively.
“Who’s Professor Snow?”
Why'd I immediately think of President Coriolanus Snow from The Hunger Games😭😭
“Compared to you, I’m Shaquille O’Neal.”
LMAO RAKEL😭😭
“Information is useless if you cannot tell if it is true or false,”
I’m bound to the devil instead.
“I knew I would win because I promised Sasha I would,” he said. “And I’ve never failed her yet.”
There’s a difference between someone insulting you with lies, and someone peeling back the cover over an ugly truth. One is much more unpleasant than the other.
Dean seizes me by the back of the neck and kisses me hard. I taste the blood on his lip, like salt and iron.
“We don’t have to fight, little kitten,” he says. His voice is smoother than melted butter. “If you’re an obedient pet, I could be a very kind master . . .”
We can never really see ourselves except reflected in other people’s eyes.
“Me encanta tu fragrancia,” she moans, as she starts to cum. I’ve never heard Cat lapse into her native language. Her English is perfect and unaccented.
Me encanta tu fragrancia. I need you.
The universe seeks balance in all things.
“Did you catch me?” “No.” I shake my head. “But I did dig you out.” “Maybe next time . . . try to catch me,” Cat says.
“Love is not weakness.”
We’ve kissed a thousand times in sex. But never once like this, out in the open . . . as two people, falling in love.
“I’m jealous,” I say, seizing her arm and pulling her close. “Any time anyone looks at you, or speaks to you, I’m jealous. I want all your minutes, and all your words. I want all of you, all the time.”
He killed himself on Christmas. The day before his anniversary.
I don't like his father but that is sad☹️
“When you become a man worthy of love, you will receive love,”
“It’s called intimacy, Dean. You let someone in your life, and they’re in your life. She’s not a doll you can put on a shelf until you want to play with her again. She’s gonna have her own ideas of how to do things.”
There’s only so many times you can face down death without wanting to open your arms to him out of sheer exhaustion.
“Why can’t you see that I love you? I fucking love you! I don’t care what you do to me, I don’t care what you say to me. I don’t care if you lie or scream or try to run away. I don’t care if you’re filthy or soaked in bleach or set on fucking fire! Why can’t you understand I love you! Without limit or reason.”
“Cat,” I say. “You don’t know what a monster I can be, but I’ll be your monster. Everything I do will be for you. To protect you. To help you. To love you every day of my life. I’ll burn this whole fucking world down for you if that’s what you want.”
