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“You’re killing me,” he grumbled. She kissed him with an eager passion, opening her mouth to invite his tongue to dance with hers. When he released her lips she whispered, “But what better way to die?”
He was a fucking unicorn. A unicorn with argyle socks, but no less a unicorn. It was a fantasy at best, but if she could catch him, Jessica knew her dreams would come true.
“Because everybody needs somebody.”
“So, a kiss is an RSVP to your vagina that says: I. Will. Be. There.”
“So it’s hard to assess what we are to each other. I think whatever it is we have works because we’re both messed-up, not in spite of it.” “Sounds tragic or perfect.” Jillian huffed a small laugh. “It is … it’s perfectly tragic.”
“It could never be just one kiss.”
“Shh … let me love you. Let me show you that in this crazy world we make sense.”
