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made it a point to put a vase with fresh flowers by my desk every week. It was like having Mom around, making sure she watched over me.
(Note to self: She was a tourist. She’d grown up in Pennsylvania. I should have checked if I could deport her back there, although at this stage, it had been way past fourteen business days.)
“She loves traffic jams. They’re her favorite hobby.”
Just admit you had a fucking girlfriend, you full-size piece of shit.
I wouldn’t have to deal with it until after Dad . . . after Dad. I couldn’t get past that sentence.
A sudden urge to flip the table upside down struck me.
To drag her into my dark side for a little while, then spit her back out to her sunshine existence.
“You owe me one,” she joked.
“Thank fuck for that, you’d be a nightmare to tame.”
It pissed me off that she was actually funny. And sarcastic. And a handful, in a bizarrely attractive way.
“I just don’t like the idea of getting my medical verdicts from people I knew before they were fully potty trained.”
“Prince of Darkness,”
She smelled like home.
He was shutting me up with a bone-melting kiss.
“Spoiler alert: I get the girl. Move along now.”
Hiraeth: a homesickness for a home you can’t return to or that never was.
Not like I could love you.”
“Nothing is more difficult than you.” She tried swatting me away, but you could hear the grin in her voice. Her face was glowing. Mission accomplished.
“It’s called falling in love, you idiot. You fell in love and got butt hurt nobody sent you the memo. So you proceeded to do something mind-blowingly stupid, regretted it, got a second chance, and now, from what I’m gathering here, you are about to screw it up again.”
“You can go by yourself. I trust you’re fully potty trained.”
Spoiler alert: I cared. A whole lot.
Shit. I was in love with Mad.
“I don’t want to be your friend.” Chase held my eyes, sobering up for a fraction of a second. “I want to be your everything. Even that’s not enough. So thanks, but no thanks.”
“If I could be the lucky bastard to destroy this masterpiece with my teeth while half-drunk and fully in love with you on your wedding night.”
