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“I’d like to punch you, but your bloody face looks like an angel and I’m afraid it would secure my seat in hell.”
She’s a witch. A temptress. She’s got me completely under her chocolatey, crazy chick spell and I’m entranced.
“The things I could do to your body are endless, Belle Ryan. You’re fucking perfect and you know it. You’re the kind of woman blokes marry, not fuck and leave!”
“There’s always sunshine above the chaos, ladies. Celebrate it.”
“There’s a lot I want to do and say, but first we need to get one thing straight.” His steely eyes bore into me. “You are mine, Belle. In whatever fucked up way we’re doing this right now, you are mine.”
“That’s all you have to do.” He breathes in deeply. “Because I’m already yours.”
“No more fake dating. No more bullshit. You’re mine. I’m yours. We walk back in there and we act like it. But this time, it’s not an act.”
But once you have someone that you don’t want to let go, it makes you wish you never would have taken hold of anyone else.
“First, and most important, is how they make you feel about yourself. Are they good to you? Do they accept you for your flaws? See the best in you? The second is how they feel about themselves. Do they take pride in what they do? Do they strive to become more? Do they love themselves? And the third tier is…” She pauses and pushes her glasses up on her nose. Then she pins me to the chaise lounge with her eyes, showing me she’s one hundred percent serious. “Do you inspire each other?”
“I don’t care what you came from or who you didn’t have to lean on. Lean on me. Love me. Because I fucking love you, Belle. Your free spirit is what draws me to you. Your soul matches mine.”
