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And it was October 30, the night before Halloween. Devil’s Night.
“Don’t think you’re special,” he sneered. “Lots of women get him. No one keeps him.”
“Run all you want, Little Monster,” he said, sounding like a threat. “We’re faster.”
“And I’m going to fuck you up,”
“Sick of my games, huh? You’ve learned to play them pretty well.”
“Because you’ve corrupted her nice and good. She’s a force now, and it won’t be long before she’s brave enough to demand what she wants. If you don’t give it to her, she’ll find someone else who will.” I turned my head, peering over at him. “I don’t need your warnings. I don’t lose.” “That wasn’t a warning,” he shot back, not taking his eyes off her. “That was a threat.” And then he looked at me as he turned to leave. “Watch your back, brother.”
“The only way we find out what we’re capable of is by getting into a little trouble.”
Lust and logic sat on my shoulders like the modern-day angel and devil, one telling me to trust my heart and the other telling me that I would never be able to trust his.
Life is one-way, and there is no return trip. What are you waiting for?”