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“Is Uncle Zach dying?” Xavie calls out from the living room. “We hope so! I think I’m in his will.” “Yay, money!”
Maybe it’s because I don’t know what she’d feel like beneath me and I need to know…for research purposes. Science and all that shit. Yeah. That’s totally the reason.
“Who you texting, Dad?” “Business.” “Business?” “Yeah, none of yours.”
“Be good. Be smart. Be kind.” “Be good. Be smart. Be kind,” he repeats.
“Hey!” she calls when I step out. “I heard you finger-banged some girl in the bathroom of a bar.” “I fucking hate your boyfriend.”
Monty: Hi Robert Cross. I’m Montana Andrews. Even though you’ve already had your tongue down my throat and your hand up my skirt, it’s nice to officially meet you.
Me: Is it possible to die from rolling your eyes so hard? Python: You texted back, so apparently not.
Python: Sometimes, not often, but sometimes, I question why I’m still texting you. Python: Then I think of how hot you are and it all comes back to me.
Python: Did we just get divorced before we even got married? Me: Did you just propose before we’ve even dated? Python: Hmm…depends on if you’re saying yes or not.
Me: I have two things to say to you, Monts. You ready? Me: #1, it didn’t work. Whatever we did last night, it didn’t fucking work. I’m still thinking about you, and I’m gonna need more—a whole hell of a lot more. Me: #2, you can run, but we’re not done. THIS isn’t done. We clear?
“No, you don’t get it. I can’t stop thinking about you, or your ass, your tits…your kissable-as-fuck mouth.” I chuckle at how far off this conversation just went, in typical Robbie fashion. “Or your off-the-wall personality and stupid sexy grandma outfits, which is kind of embarrassing if you think about it.”
“I know this was supposed to be light and fluffy and fun or whatever, but it’s evolved. I want more than that. I want stability. I want real. I want you.”
“You want me?” “Fuck yes I do. You’re the first thing I think about in the morning—after having to pee and my son, of course.”
“I’m saying you’re sexy as fuck, Monts, and I don’t ever want you to feel like you aren’t. I don’t ever want you to feel like I don’t want you because of your self-designated flaws. I love you just the way you are.”
