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but apparently drugging people is frowned upon.
I hate order and thrive on chaos. A clean room gives me hives.
“Touch my arm before I go, so I can tell the lads I was touched by an angel.”
The perfect image of my twin sexual sandwich fantasy.
That earns me a smirk that only a psychopath would give. I love it.
“Don’t you dare! I would kill to restore a car like this. Don’t give up on her. She’ll be patient and wait for you, so long as you don’t let her down.”
“Never too wasted to find you, sis,”
“Don’t let anyone, not even my idiot baby brother, make you feel less. Sexuality should make you feel powerful. Who cares if you screw one person or a hundred? Own it.”
I feel my resolve instantly weakening. Who am I kidding? It isn’t weakening. It’s crumbled faster than the Berlin Wall came down.
“Call it bondage – I mean bonding.”
I need Slate. I need him to know that I don’t overlook him, I do see the potential in us.
Only, he doesn’t look at me like I’m flawed; he looks at me like I’m goddamn perfect.
“Kiss me, idiot.” “Anything you say, baby.”
I love her,” I blurt out and they all stare at me. “She isn’t a game to me.”
