Where Bad Girls Go to Fall (Good Girls, #2)

by Holly Renee

Where do you live? What was he talking about? Mark had been to my house a dozen times. He knew his way to my house and around my body.

OOP

“I want a house with a huge wraparound porch because I love to be outside when I draw. And I want a huge kitchen. Not that I cook or anything.”

HE BETTER BUILD HER THIS HOUSE !!!

She was wild, she was real, and even though I did want to fuck the shit out of her, I was genuinely having fun just being around her, and that scared the shit out of me.

a true romantic

“If you even try to take me to court, I will bring every one of these with me.” His eyes bounced up to mine. “These pictures.” I pointed down at the images of my body covered in bruises. “These are only the last time. I have plenty of other pictures where these came from.”

OH HELL NO FUCK THIS MF

My sister was walking hand in hand with Parker, and she was wearing a short white dress and carrying a bouquet of flowers in her hand.

HELLO??? JDSKDJKD

Parker reached his hand out to me and I shook it before I pulled him into a hug. “I’m so happy for you, man.” “Yeah?” He chuckled as he clapped my back. “Absolutely.”

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“Livy, I don’t really remember the day that I fell in love with you because I feel like I have been cliff diving into you since I was sixteen years old.

stoooooopppppp

I will choose you every day for the rest of our lives because I swear that I couldn’t love you any more than I do now, but God, I know I will fall more in love with you tomorrow.”

im tearing up omg

And when the words slipped past my lips, I blamed it on that pleasure. I blamed it on Mason and everything he was forcing me to feel, but I didn’t regret them. I would never regret them, because they were true. When Mason whispered the same words in my ear, my fingers dug into his back and I let go of every bit of control I was clinging to. “I love you.”

SCREAMINGGG

Would I get jealous? Fuck yes. I was jealous right now, but there was a difference between jealousy and possessiveness. I didn’t want to possess Staci. I just wanted to love her.

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