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"You dealt with Harlow. I've heard how you kept him from going off the deep end plenty of times." "Hey, I'm a calm individual," Harlow argued.
Being a parent isn't easy. You have to schedule murder and what not."
"When I get done, I need to talk to you. Shit, I need to grovel." "I don't want to hear this," Benito grunted.
Benito lets me torture and kill but every time we do it together, I get distracted and end up wanting to suck his dick." "You know you can keep some things to yourself."
He'd made my nights less lonely than they had been in a long time. Everyday I was by his side, I was able to keep going forward.
"I just got punched by my boyfriend and you take his side?" "Yep," Harlow said. "Boyfriend?" Benito and I asked at the same time. Quincy stared at me. "Yeah, my fucking boyfriend. Is that a problem with you?"
The taste of blood between our kiss just made sense to me. After all, this was my life now. And honestly? I couldn't complain one bit.
"Shut up. If I hate it that much, I'll just divorce you." Quincy's eyes darkened. "Yeah? If you try that shit, you'll find out how crazy I really am, baby girl."
My heart skipped a beat at the stupidest shit. I was aware of that, but I couldn't stop it from happening anyway.
"Why do you sound so happy about grocery shopping?" I asked. He straightened up, a goofy grin on his lips. "Because I get to do it with you."
He was obsessed with me. I mean, how couldn't he be? I’m fucking fantastic.
Of course I'm sure. I love you." I licked my lips. He had no idea what those three words were doing to me. "I'm going to make sure you can never love anyone but me for the rest of our lives."
Yeah, he was a psychotic asshole, but he was my psychotic asshole. And my innocent angel.