“Don’t do anything you can’t come back from.” “Oh, sweetness, if you only knew the man you let between your thighs. I’ve done so much shit in my life that there’s nothing I can’t come back from. Don’t worry about me. Worry about you because when I come to you later, I won’t be able to hold back.” “I don’t care, as long as you come back,” she whispers, gripping my wrists when I cup her face. “I’ll always come for you.” I kiss her.
