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“You touched her… My beautiful girl. You put your filthy hands on her. And then you call her a—”
“You don’t touch her. She’s precious.”
There are moments in life when you know, way down deep in your soul, that the end of a story is set in motion. My end has just begun.
Her lips touched mine, but my soul recognized hers. I never believed in soul mates. I don’t think I even believed in love. But Sutton—she makes me want to.
“We ride together. We die together. Or have you forgotten?”
“I know how this sounds. But the minute Calder kissed me, it’s like we became destined to happen. The stars aligned—”
“Oh my God. I’m dying over this. It’s like fucking Romeo and Juliet.”
“Uh, no. They die in the end.”
I guess your Romeo comes with tattoos, guns, and a taste for blood.”
I would do anything for love. Anything for someone to love me so much they’d burn the world down. Do you think he’d do that for you?” I answer without hesitation. “Yes.”
It’s like everything we’ve all hoped could exist does in the way he stares at you.”
“Every fucking time I see you, it’s like this pull. I can’t explain it—you pull me to you. Do you feel like that too?” “It’s like I’ve known you my whole life, except I haven’t, but I like the way it feels. I feel safe…”
“How are you possible—real, even? This feels like life’s cruel joke. Like I only get you because tomorrow I’ll die or some shit like that.”
“I don’t want to hurt you, Sutton, and I’m fucking terrified that’s what I’ll do. But I lay next to you the other night, watching you sleep, trying to think of every fucking way to save us from ourselves, and I came up empty. And that’s crazy because we barely know each other, but I can’t stop thinking about you and wanting to be near you.”
If I only get today, then I’ll take it because being without you feels like hell anyway.”
I don’t want to be saved from ourselves. Fuck everything. I want Calder, even if it damns us to hell. It’s selfish and hateful, but I don’t care. I can’t just forget him or walk away.
“I’m not turning back, Calder. I’m yours. And you’re mine.”
“I’ll never give you up, Sutton. Ever.”
I promise on our lives that I will only ever touch you. Because I definitely believe in me and in you.”
Ten seconds of staring at Calder feels like I’m floating in a starry sky—just us, surrounded by nothing and everything, as if we’re the center of the universe.
“You feel like silk on my fingers, baby. I’ll never stop fucking touching you.”
We’re a goddamn abomination, but all I want at this moment is for him to make me dirty and never look back.
“Do I look okay?” “You look like mine—so yeah. You look perfect.”
“Now I’m baptized in you.”
😮💨😮💨😮💨
“Fuck it. Let’s just be weird.”
“Nah, I brought you here to see stars, baby.”
“Why would I need to look? When to me, you look just like heaven.”
“I don’t want you to be the dragon. Because that means you die in the end.”
“We all die in the end, but at least I had purpose.”
My world, your world. It’s all fucked. Baby, we’re the same, you and me. Damned by our last names. But don’t you ever fucking think for a goddamn second that I’d believe anything less than perfection about you. Do you understand me?”
“Baby, I wouldn’t know how to walk away if there was a gun to my head. You’re mine. And I’m yours. That’s the deal.”
“What if it tastes weird?” “Impossible. Baby, I want your cream all over my fucking face. Trust me. Everything you got is everything I want.”
Something dark stirs inside of me as I look at her. Possession. More potent than anything I’ve ever felt. This fucking girl is mine, for better or for worse, and I’ll kill any motherfucker that tries to take her away from me.
Goddamn, she was made for this—for all the filth and the luxury. One day I’ll give her both.
“I like you bare. Do that shit all the time. I want to know that if I were to reach my hand up your skirt or down your jeans…that all I’d feel is your wet kitty.”
His head drops back to the sky as I look up, hearing a whoosh of breath releasing from his lips—my god at my mercy.
“Tell me I can have you forever.”
“I did. This wild chick had me up late last night. She smelled like grapefruit and tasted like bourbon, and after I ate her pussy, I felt drunk on her.”
“Why does it always feel like it’s been a hundred years since the last time I saw you?”
“I am gonna steal you. I’ve decided. And I’ll never give you back. Because you are mine, Sutton. Do you understand how deep I mean that shit, baby? I will never fucking give you back. Ever.”
She feeds the darkest parts of me. The possession, the selfish adoration I have for her. I’m falling for her, more and more with each breath she takes, and it feels like euphoric doom. A death I’d welcome.
You will carry my truth as your burden. Forever. She is mine, forever, Roman.” What I just said will change everything. Our whole story. Because I’ve condemned her to a family she may not want.
“I like you bad. Kiss me a hundred more.”
“Remember when your face was full of bruises? You said it never hurts. Same. I guess my bruises are just on the inside.”
“We’re alike, Sutton—bound to our names. Held down by our obligations. Robbed of love. Until we found each other. That’s why we’re so connected, because I am you, and you are me.”
“Do you think you can care for someone so much that right and wrong stop existing? Like what’s right for them is wrong for you. Because I think I feel that. I don’t care what you do. What you’ve done. I won’t hurt you.”
“We don’t get forever, do we?”
“I don’t know, but I know we get right now, and that’s what matters. Because if we only had today, it would be worth it.”
“I’m gonna give you the stars, and the moon, and—” “Love. You’re going to give me love.”
Whoever’s out there is waiting for me to come to them.
