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“You think I don’t know that under all that thorny sass you got a heart as tender as a budded rose, you can think again,”
“I want to apologize, but how can I when there are no words to erase what was done to you? You know, I’m a man of action, not words, Rosie, and fuck me, if I could, I would bring that bastard back to life and write a poem for you on his body with my fists and his blood. And you know, I’m not religious, because fuck that, but for you, I’d pay penance every day with a flogging, write lines until my fingers were numb and broken, self-flagellate until I was mutilated, if it meant taking this pain, this memory and especially, my part in it, away from you.”
“Not in charge of you,” he repeated slowly, his mouth moving around the words in a way that made them cursive, smooth and rounded and emphasized. “Never have been, though can’t say, Rosie, that the idea of it hasn’t crossed my mind. Takin’ all that wild and leashing it, breaking it under a firm, calm hand… yeah,” he drawled.
“Another girlfriend, Danner?” He looked over his shoulder at me, his glare smoldering. “I’ll break up with her tonight if you promise to be in my bed, ready to be punished by ten.”
“Got you tattooed over my heart, rebel girl. Don’t know if it gets more possessive than that.”
“I’d break my own heart a million times over if it meant keeping you alive.”
“Yeah, Danner. You care about someone you don’t let them go in the face of a threat, you hold them tight, keep them safe and warm through the storm and hope to fucking God or whoever the fuck else that you both get out of it alive.”
“This is the game we’re gonna play, rebel. You can sass me, fight me and disagree with me all day long. It’s you, and fuck knows, I like that. But now, when I’ve got my hands on your body, I’m your Dominant, and if you want my cock, you’ll fucking well have to earn it by being my good girl instead of my rebel one.”
“Rosie, I hate to be the one to tell you this, but you got a personality that poisons or lightens an atmosphere dependin’ on your mood. Right now, the air in here tastes like arsenic, so I’m thinking there’s something wrong over on your side of the car.”
if you die, I’ll go on breathing, but I won’t go on livin’ ’cause the most beautiful part of my life would have ceased to exist.”
The reality of being his hit me between the eyes. I could feel the warmth in my chest as Lion’s golden love slid over the cracks of strain and longing in my broken clay heart and healed it, made it so much more beautiful than any other heart could be because I was the only one in the world with a love so bright and kind and strong as his.
Yeah, he was with me, because he was mine. And there was no way in hell I was ever letting him go.
“Loving you was never a decision I made. There was nothing conscious about it so how can I be logical about it now?
“Fucking love you too,” he rasped against my damp lips before pushing me back against the counter. “Brutally, savagely, fucking endlessly.”
“Nothing to forgive, nothing to forget. I love you, rebel Rose. You hurt me to save me. You broke your own heart a million fucking times to keep me alive and I love you so fucking much for that.”
