Kindle Notes & Highlights
Not gonna lie. If I were writing a book about my life, it’d be titled A Series of Dumbshit Choices.
Someone sucks in a breath. It’s not me because I’m holding all my air in, trying to gather up my control so I don’t climb on top of the chair, unzip his jeans and ride him until we’re both soaked with sweat and too exhausted to move.
“How can you say that? You don’t know what the future holds.” I gather up all my patience. “I do know the future. I’m not breaking up with you, and if you try to leave me, as politically incorrect as this is, I won’t let you. I’ll kidnap you, lock you up in my apartment, feed you, buy you nice things, come make love to you twice a day. You gave me your body when you had never given it to anybody else, and you took mine in return.” I give her a mock look of hurt. “Are you going to throw me away like a used dishcloth?”
