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“I don’t care if Tory Vega is starting her own bakery back there and using Polaris as a rolling pin,
“I reckon Lance has been giving you plenty of bone lessons already, hasn’t he?”
Home. That sounded like a real place at last.
Don’t talk shit about my Mate. One more word and I’ll destroy you #trymebitch
everything she gave me and everything she took was about nothing more than me and her. And there was a profound kind of purity in it that made me want to drown in that feeling forever.
“Ice melts,” I pointed out. “Flowers wither,” he countered. “I guess we’re both screwed then.” “I was already aware of that.”
What I wouldn’t give to butter the wrong side of his bagel.”
If the stars have stolen sex from me then is life even worth living??
“Will you cheer for me today, Roxy?”
It was a six-hour tape,
“Four hundred and three kisses-”
“I’d take death over life without you,” he breathed, his voice rough and broken by fear.
And those weirdos in my stomach were at it again and – holy mother of shit, the weirdos are butterflies. Motherfucking butterflies! What the hell is happening to me??
“Nobody fucks with my girl and gets away with it,”
“No one gets to pick my future for me. I choose what I want, and I want you.”
I fought it like the moon battling the pull of the earth so it could remain in the heavy nothingness of the sky.
I’d been born to rule. And I was going to claim my place in blood.
I wanted him. Every damaged, depraved, dirty piece of his soul was made to fit with all the twisted, ruined parts of my own. And if the stars didn’t like it then I’d happily climb up into the sky and tear them all down for him.
“You always felt like…home,”
“Let’s end this, babe,”
