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Never fall in love again. It was more than just a plan, more than just a goal. It was a promise. And it was one I vowed to keep.
“But he’s not here anymore, Gemma. May he rest in peace.” She paused. “And also, be castrated in the name of Jesus, amen.”
Don’t mourn the man you thought you knew. Remember the man he really was.
“And make sure he pulls out, too. AYOOO!”
He’d only just learned my name, but the way he looked at me? It was as if he knew everything — maybe even more than I knew, myself.
Damn, did she come out of nowhere and knock me on my ass.
“A friend who could, potentially, rail you into next year with his hammer cock.” Um, I volunteer as tribute.
It seemed everyone I loved in my life was destined to leave in some way.
“I guess chivalry isn’t completely dead.” “Not tonight, it isn’t, princess.”
“Were you born stupid, or did you just get this way with time?”
“Go get that pussy licked, Tiger.” “I hate you.”
“Good girl,”
That was how powerful love was. It could save you, could help you live for the first time, see the world in a new way — but it could also knock you to the ground, the force so blunt you never forget the way it felt to fall.
Failed love built walls, but it was our choice whether we decided to hide behind them, or sit on top of them, waiting for someone to come along who could knock them down.
“Stop talking about other guys before I lose my damn mind again.” “Make me,” she challenged, one brow arching. And so I did.
All this time, I’d been so focused on me, on not getting my heart broken again. I hadn’t even considered that I could do the same to Zach.
“I love when you do that,” he whispered. “Do what?” “Exist.”
