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Now wasn’t the time for the man and his ridiculous broad shoulders and his unreasonably handsome face and the way he kissed her like he’d been waiting his whole life to do it.
"kissed her like he'd been waiting his whole life to do it" ummm BARS
“If he hadn’t awakened,” Sesily interjected, taking half a potato from Adelaide, “we’d have had a dead body to contend with.” “It’s not as though we don’t have ways of dealing with those,” Imogen said.
Imogen ur soooo real for this queen
She’d imagined him devastated by it. Destroyed by it. From time to time she allowed herself to imagine the great brute sinking to his knees and thanking his maker for it.
GIRL I PROMISE YOU HE WAS!!!!!
“Men are ridiculous.” “For wanting to keep you safe?” “For believing that you aren’t the thing from which we are most in danger.”
SAY THAT
“Word from who?” He looked to Fetu. The big man shrugged a heavy shoulder. “A woman I know.” “Biblically, no doubt.” “A gentleman never tells.” “He tells my business, though, don’t he?” Caleb retorted.
Livingggg for all this banter
Coleford stepped in front of his wife, putting himself between her and Adelaide, who did not waver. “My wife,” he sneered, “will never be seen with you.” Adelaide met the man’s eyes then. “Come now, old man, it shall surely be a step up from being seen with you.”
GAGGED HIM
She lost the end of the sentence when she realized he wasn’t leaving her. He was getting on his knees.
GODDAMN
He growled. “I can smell you, love. Fucking mouthwatering.”
HELLOOOOOOO
“I have dreamed of this . . .” He had? She hated the darkness. She wanted to see him. Wanted to know if it was true. Was it just a thing he said to women? His tongue swirled at her center. “God, I have starved for you.”
GOD HELP ME
He turned his head and placed soft, lingering kisses over the inside of first one thigh and then the other, and she thought she heard him whisper, “Good girl,” at her knee, before he lowered her skirts and smoothed them down her legs.
THE GOOD GIRL OH I'M DECEASED
“Strange place for croquet, no?”
LMAOOO
“Don’t,” she cut him off. “Whatever you are about to say, don’t. Don’t tell me you’re sorry, or tell me what you shouldn’t have done, or what you wouldn’t have done, if only. And whatever you do, don’t tell me you . . .” She trailed off. “Just don’t.”
This hurts my heart :(
Silence fell, long and heavy, and Sesily added, “All we do is fight battles. I am tired of them. I’d be done with them if I could.” “Then let’s be done with them,” he said. “The battles are how I get a piece of you.”
Holy fuck. Oh my god
“You’re right. I don’t go to the Sparrow anymore. Because I am tired of it. I am tired of the memory of you there. I’m tired of the way my heart races every time I think of you. Here is the truth. I stopped going to the Sparrow because I stopped begging for scraps from people who could not see me.”
SHE ATEEEEEEEE sidenote why am i tearing up
And then he pulled her close and bent his head, pressing his forehead to hers and said, “I don’t regret it, Sesily. I want it again. I want more. I want it all. And if I take it, it won’t be cordial.”
EEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
He loved her, and because of it, he had to get out of England. And never return.
WHAT?!?!? BITCH WHYYYYYY
As she watched, Imogen spread her arms wide in the universal sign for boom. Surely this was the only party in Mayfair where young women were discussing explosives.
I love her your honour
And Imogen, dark eyes blazing with indignation. “Poisoning is too good for him.”
Amen
“God,” he groaned. “The taste of you. I could stay here forever.”
MAN.....
“I’m sorry,” she whispered. “I know that you don’t want it. I know it’s not why you’re here. But I love you, and I cannot keep quiet any longer.”
GIRL WHY ARE YOU APOLOGIZING OHHHHHHHH I WANNA SHAKE HER BUT ALSO HUG HER
“Will you believe me in the future? This is how we love. Out loud. With truth. This is how we fight. Together, or not at all.”
Sighhhhhh i love them
