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“Ne m'oblige pas à jouer avec ces autres salopards. La moitié d’entre eux ne connaissent même pas leur propre nom.”
“You’re going to be the death of me, Duckling,” I muttered under my breath as I buckled myself in and turned on the engine. Ashley was asleep, I was pretty sure, so I flinched when she replied. “I hope so,” she mumbled. “As soon as these drugs wear off…I’ll kill you myself.”
“Just sleep, Duckling,” he murmured in that low, comforting voice. “I’ve got you.” I believed him, sagging into his embrace and letting my heavy lids slide closed once more. Sleep would help to clear the drugs, surely. Nate wouldn’t let anything bad happen while I slept—of that I was confident. “I’m sorry, Layne baby.” His whispered apology roused me some time later. “I’m not being a pervert, I swear, but I want to get you out of these hospital clothes.”
“I regret everything. I don’t know how to say how sorry I am or how badly I wish I’d made different choices. I didn’t just break your heart, Duckling. I destroyed mine.”
“What the fuck? I’m killing you. This isn’t fucking foreplay, you sick puppy!”
“What the fuck is happening? I tried to kill you, literally end your life, and you just…came in your boxers. This can’t be real. I’m still dreaming, aren’t I?”
The way his fingers gripped into my hips would be sure to leave bruises if it were real, but for right now, all I could focus on was the desperate, needy look on his face as he asked if he could come. Asked. With a please. Fuck.
“You sure? Nothing at all on your mind, Duckling?” Just to illustrate his point, he fake-scratched his bruised cheek ever so casually.
Without thinking through my actions, I whacked him in the chest with the back of my hand. Harder than I would to a real friend, but not hard enough to see him crash the truck. A strangled little moan escaped him, and he raised his fist to bite the knuckles while shock made my jaw drop again.
“For what it’s worth, Ashley, it was a reciprocal form. You didn’t give me any power that I didn’t give to you in return.”
Heath: Every moment with you feels like a beautiful dream I never want to wake up from. You're the love I never knew I needed, and now I can't imagine my life without you. Thank you for coming back to us.
“That’s it, Spark,” Carter purred as I bent over and wrapped my lips around Heath’s cock. “Good girl, taking a quick trip to Paris in your mother’s kitchen.”
“Beg for it, baby. Beg me to fuck this sweet little pussy of yours and remind you that no matter what happens…you’re mine now. And I’m never letting go.”
“But to be perfectly clear,” he added, with not even a trace of teasing in his expression. “If he hurts you, I’ll gut him myself and feel no remorse.”
“Okay, what is going on with you two?” Heath asked when we got into the elevator at their building. “The tension is practically smothering me.” Nate gave a choked laugh, and I snapped my glare at him, silently telling him to shut the fuck up.
“What are we, then?” Nate asked with his lips against my ear. “Hmm? If we aren’t friends…what are we, Duckling?”
“No. He made his feelings very clear. He can watch if he wants, but he can’t touch—not until he’s ready to grovel, apologize, and admit he was wrong.”
It was just a question of physics, but anything was possible with plenty of prep and lube.
“Oh, yes, I totally forgot bestie was there. Because he would be so against anything sexy happening in his presence. As if Royce would ever say no to anything you asked of him…ever. You could ask him to murder someone in cold blood, and he’d do it with a smile just to make you happy. That boy is so in love with you.”
You’re making it really hard for me to remember what an irredeemable twatapottamus you’ve been these past six months.”
“I’ll take it one step further if you really want. I could happily, eagerly bend you over one of these caskets right here and show you just how unbothered I am by the setting.”
“Nate likes when Squirrel gets rough with him,” he announced with a gleeful grin. “Which I think technically makes her a switch because she likes it when I’m rough. Isn’t that fun?”
“Was that porn, Layne?” he asked with a wide grin. “Did I just catch you watching porn on your phone, dirty girl?”
“Ashley, it’s such a pleasure to finally meet you.” He grasped my hand in his, raising it to kiss my knuckles, while my brows shot up so hard, they must have disappeared into my hair.
👀
Ashley, it was a pleasure to meet you. Katie told me how pretty you were, but she didn’t do your beauty any real justice.”
Dad: On my way back now. Do you want anything else from the store? Max already asked me to pick up more lube so don’t start without me, for Christ's sake. We aren’t kids anymore. Dad: OMG THAT WAS NOT FOR YOU!! DELETE THAT!! ASHLEY, DO NOT READ THAT!!
“Is this what it feels like to be Nate?” he moaned after some time. “It hurts, but I also don’t want you to stop.”
Holy fuck. Some people said I love you, but Nate gave me a sledgehammer and asked me to demolish his mom’s home. Same thing.
“You like that, don’t you? Not knowing who is fucking you right now. Not knowing if anyone else is watching or ready to join in? Dirty, dirty little Squirrel…”
This isn’t fiction, sweetheart. The big bad doesn’t need to justify their choices to help you sleep better at night. Sometimes sad things happen, and we don’t get closure.”
“How’s that for science, bitch?”
Sir Carter: Spark, you really are the light of my life. You illuminate all the darkened corners I’d gotten so used to being there. When I’m with you, nothing else matters. I can’t tell you how stupid happy I am that you let me love you and that you love me too.
