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my sister believed she was already in love. With the gardener.
“It’s nice to meet you, Elena.”
“Don’t you look as beautiful as always,” he told me, giving me a kiss on each cheek and lingering too long. “Demasiado hermosa para las palabras.”
And, honestly, I never was that great at sharing.
swear to God, Elena, if I find out you’ve let some man touch you, I will deliver his hands to you in a box.” I swallowed. “And I do not. Fucking. Bluff.” He slammed the door behind him.
“Because you’ll fall in love with her,” she said. “And she won’t love you back.”
“Come here.”
“You’re so goddamn hot it pisses me off.” And then he nipped my neck, hard.
No more of that Nicolas bullshit.”
“I said I’ll never hurt you, Elena, but if I find out you’ve touched another man, there is nothing in this world that could save him.”
“I lost two thousand.” My tone was unapologetic, like I did this all the time. Nico tugged on his tie, a smile pulling on his lips. “You didn’t lose anything. He cheated you.” I paused. “How do you know that?” “Because I taught him how, that’s why.” Lucky, my ass.
“Nico,” I said, then hesitated. I wanted to ask him so much. I wanted to know everything, but I knew he wouldn’t tell me. So, I settled with: “I’m thirsty.” “Ah, so it’s Nico when you want something,” he drawled, amused.
“Maybe I want to.”
‘72, I announced, “I think I like the ‘70 the best.” He didn’t look at me, but a sly smile tugged at his lips. “Come a little closer and say that.”
“Tell me,” Sebastian said, “why did you do it?” A heavy silence took over, and my chest tightened at Nico’s cavalier tone. “He had something I wanted.”
so addictive.
I couldn’t fall in love with this man. I would rather never fall in love at all than to experience it unrequited.
My gaze paused on her clothes still lying on the floor. They sat there, hers, probably smelling like her and shit. I picked them up and dropped them in my top dresser drawer right next to her white bikini top. If she wanted them back she could fucking ask me nicely.
“Maybe I wanted to,” I whispered. He watched me for so many seconds it made my pulse race. He closed his eyes and shook his head. “Come on. Let’s go inside.” He grabbed my hand and tugged me along. I followed. He was comfort, security, and need, all in one. It had a name. Home.
I would make this girl want me, need me, love me, because fuck if I was going it alone.
You’re enough for me.
“If you are not too long, I will wait here for you all my life.” —Oscar Wilde
“You poor thing, you. Looks like you’re stuck with him for good. Ace might be a cheat at heart, but he always does exactly what he says he’s going to do.”
Whiskey and flame. Sleepless nights. Tattooed skin, white t-shirts, and rough hands. Love and lust and happiness. He was everything.
