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“If you’re looking for Prince Charming and I’m your best shot, you are in a truly dire situation.”
While I’m certainly not trying to get you pregnant, if it happened, I wouldn’t fling myself off a bridge over it.” “No, you’d fling me off the bridge,” I mutter at him. Carter smirks. “I wouldn’t fling you off a bridge, either.
If you ruin my GPA, I’ll follow you to Columbia just to cock block you. I’ll follow you everywhere you go and tell all your potential wives that you have a small penis.”
“Ah, yes. With the pastor who wants to bone you.” I roll my eyes. “With my married pastor who definitely does not want to bone me.” Nodding and completely ignoring my objection, he asks, “When does Pastor Boner want you there?” “Pastor James and his lovely wife asked us to come around ten so we can help set up.
“I’ll probably want to get married and have a child or two. To play in the fall leaf piles,” I add. “A solid reason for procreation, if I ever heard one.”
I love being the place he puts his darkness. I love being the keeper of the secret of who Carter really is. I love him, dammit. I didn’t entirely mean it when the words slipped out that night in a post-orgasmic bliss bubble, but God help me, I do. I love Carter Mahoney, and that means I am well and truly fucked.
“Even if I mean it. I would rather you force me than sleep with someone else. I know you’d take care of me after, if something went wrong. Whatever happens between you and me, I can handle. I just don’t want you with anyone else.”
“Do you know what you’ve done, princess? You just gave me the keys to the kingdom. There’s no stopping me now.”
“I love you, Zoey.”
We don’t turn away from what we want because it might end up hurting a little if it goes sideways.