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“We’re only ever good because there are consequences,” I told her. “Take those away, and everyone shows their true self. Kind of like taking off a mask.”
My brother’s friend was hot. Why did I have to want him?
“Keep looking at me like that,” Kai spoke up, “and we’re going to have problems.”
“But with you, I felt like I’d have control of you for good. It felt like I could hold everything you are in the palm of my hand. You had to do and say so little to make me want you.”
We’ll fuck anything we can get our hands on. No one’s going to love you. Not really. He’ll just lead you on, get what he can take, and eventually, he’ll move on to someone newer and hotter. Promise you’ll never let anyone use you like that.
“I’m going to eat you so fucking deep,”
I’m going to stick my tongue up inside you and lick until you’re screaming for me to let you come. You’re mine.”
“No matter how you cover yourself, it’s never enough. You’re beautiful.”
People will think what they want to think, not because they believe they are right, but because it’s in their nature to maintain that they are. By defending yourself, you feed the appetite for drama. By not, you’ve ended the conversation. You. Not them.
“You make me feel driven. You make me hungry and on fire and wanting to slow down time instead of wanting to rush through it. It’s you I look for when I walk in the doors in the morning. Not her. You.”
“Damon eats pain,” I told her. “He will find some way to take it and twist it and fit it down his throat, so he can swallow it. He’s made of it. You all can endure it until you overcome it, but Damon . . . he wants to be in hell.” It’s where he shines.
Kai grabbed me, wrapping his arms around my torso, under my arms, and lifting me up. “I love you,” he whispered against my lips as he backed us away from the others. “And he can send me to prison again for a very long time. I’m not letting that happen now that I’ve found you. Please.”
“The only ones who can hurt you are the ones you love.”
💔
“So can you,” I replied. “You just hate seeing us survive without you.”
“When you have nothing, you have nothing to lose.”
“Love is pain, Nik,” he told me. “It’s never felt good.” “Not even my love?”
