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This is for anyone who’s ever made a terrible mistake…
And for Ry, who forgives all of mine 5535756740
Yesterday, upon the stair I met a man who wasn’t there He wasn’t there again today Oh how I
That’s one thing I don’t have to worry about—I don’t believe in ghosts.
especially since I’m already down $78 for the speeding ticket I got from some power-tripping sheriff on the way into Grimstone.
“You’ll do whatever I ask. Come tomorrow evening—and bring that tool bag with you.”
The sun shone through her thin shirt, revealing the shape of her dark nipples and the silver glint of rings.
I haven’t even been hungry, and all of a sudden, I’m craving a ten-course feast…craving it from her…
Her smile changes everything about her looks. Without it, she’s barely pretty, but her grin throws the switch at the amusement park and her whole face lights up, neon bright.
I thought I wanted to make her scream, but now I want to make her smile, too. It doesn’t matter what order. I want Remi to look at me like that. In fact, I just might make her.
Why do hotness and assholery go hand in hand?
He’s beautiful in a terrifying way, like a glacier or a sword, those golden eyes cruel as a bird of prey.
“I bet his favorite person is Ted Bundy.”
“Then start stabbin’—‘cause we need to stay in his good graces.”
But she definitely needs one if she doesn’t want my cock to stand at attention anytime she’s near.
I love how intent she is on appearing strong and composed, while it’s obvious she’s completely fucked up inside. Takes one to know one, baby.
That’s all the time I have to perv before professionalism takes over.
Hands are my kink—they show everything about a man’s competence. The way they move, the way they touch….a well-shaped hand resting on a steering wheel or shifting gears…I could come just thinking about it.
I like to pour vodka into a slurpee and get plastered watching Rick and Morty with Jude.
If I could read them like a book…would I open it? Yes. Every fucking time.
“Wouldn’t want you to exhaust yourself,” I snicker.
I haven’t quite sunk to sucking cock for construction favors, and I’d prefer to keep my terrible blowjob decisions centered around drunken late nights and guys named “Alonso”.
And Remi—my messy, stubborn, rebellious little treat—is going to look up into my face with so much more than calmness.
Remi is an agent of chaos.
“You should have researched your doctor better. I have terrible Yelp reviews.”
“Oh, definitely not—or what we did earlier is a lot more illegal.”
“The hand-in-the-pants part. And maybe the rest of it, too—I’m a doctor, not a lawyer.”
No one’s ever loved me like that. Like they’d love me in spite of anything.
“How you dress is sexy.”
“It is,” I insist. “The way you dress is you, and you’re fucking sexy.”
It doesn’t matter that I hated her cloth...
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her androgyny and femininity a potent combination in the package of her ragged, boyish clothes.
He carves a new pathway until his hips meet my body and the front of my belly bulges like an alien birth.
That huge cock reams me out until I don’t know where I am or who I am or what I ever wanted—all I know is that I’m completely in his power, and each slam of the headboard is the tolling of a bell, marking the end of everything I knew before.
“Emotion can’t be banished. It can only be stuffed down inside to fester.”
I reach into my pocket, touching the key to Blackleaf that Ernie gave me six years ago.
I’m pretty sure she’d lose her job if anybody at HIPPA knew what she shared with her sister.
“I love you,” I say to Remi.
“How could I deserve anything good after what I did?”
“Because you’re human.”
“And humans make mistakes. Every single one of us. Isn’t that what you told me? How man...
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“Everybody fucks up. And everyone can change. But real change is painful, and for some, it might just kill ‘em.”
“Because you have to kill the part of yourself you don’t like. And for some people…that’s almost all of them.”
“It’s okay. How many mistakes do we make?”
“I forgive you. I’m always going to forgive you. I love you, Remi. I love you, and I trust you.”
Which is pretty good for Doctor Death and the Black Widow.
I have to trust that Dane will touch me without hurting me, and most of all, I have to trust that he likes what he sees.
That’s the hardest part—believing that I’m beautiful to him. That I don’t have to be ashamed or afraid.
