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Yeah, the distance between prim and primitive is not so very motherfucking far.
Her gaze finds mine, and something flares in me. Because I would catch her. And the hottest thing is that I think she knows it. Maybe nobody has ever caught her, but I would. I would catch her. I would keep her. Make her mine.
They say there are two types of fear—the kind that has you running far, far away, and the kind that shakes you so deeply that you can’t look away.
Oh God. Nicely. Correcting my grammar even at gunpoint. I’m so fucking hot for her, I think I might burst into flames.
Pain is a funny thing. We fight so hard to avoid it, almost more than death. But it’s the only thing that binds us. Going through pain together and coming out on the other side is the only form of friendship I’ve ever known.
“Sometimes, Abigail, you have to punch a fucking hole in your soul to survive.” I might be driving like a maniac, I don’t know. We’re off the highway, but I’m still going highway speeds. I reach over and grab her, pull her clear across the seat to me. “Most people never have to find out what kind of shit they’re really capable of. Most people don’t have to turn themselves into something they hate just to make sure they can get that next breath.”
“Let’s be clear,” I say as I tie her wrists to the headboard. “If I want to fuck you, I’ll fuck you. If I want you to suck my dick, you’ll suck my dick. And if I want you to lie there quietly and go to sleep, you’ll do that too.”
I want to hurt her and I want to protect her. Break her and shield her.
“Because I had to get you out of here.” He closes his hand around my upper arm and pulls me up. “I’ll always come for you. You’re mine.”
This isn’t a fucking fairy tale. I’m not going to turn into a good guy because her cunt is made of velvet and rainbows.
Always wanting to finish a chapter. Always another chapter.
And so I do the only thing for her I can: I force myself to stop following her. I do what I promised I never would: I let her go.
