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It started the night after I burned down my building.
And no, I didn’t have a drinking problem. I had a life problem. As in, my life sucked and I needed to fall into a coma variety of sleep if I were going to have any shot at formulating a plan for my future when I woke up.
Mr. Wrong Number: I texted the wrong number, didn’t I? Me: Yeah, you did.
Like, the idea of squeezing out an entire human and being the person solely responsible for their survival had literally given me nightmares. Could you even imagine?
Holy shit. Miss Misdial is Olivia? She couldn’t be. What in the actual fuck?
I had to pull myself together; it wasn’t natural for Olivia to get the best of me. The only thing I’d ever had a handle on, when it came to her, was that I had the upper hand. She was a mess; I was in control. She did stupid things, and I mocked her for them.
They’d never know what it was like to not be able to walk alone without being on watch, and knowing that always pissed me off.
“What’s happening here?” She rolled her eyes. “I’m being helpful . . . ?” “But why?” Livvie was never nice to me. “We don’t do that.”
I was his hero—which made me feel like the world’s most incredible writer—so I gave him a little smile.
but because Colin read the words that mattered to me.
but at night, when I couldn’t sleep, I lay in bed and wondered what’d happened. Was it me? Was I annoying? Was I too much?
She grinned, and something about the intimacy of the smile she was giving me made me notice her full lower lip.
I licked my lower lip, about to blabber some bullshit small talk, when his hands came up to my face and his mouth came down on mine.
No drift, no lean, no subliminal staring at each other’s mouths as if to suggestively remind the other that kissing existed. No, this was decisive.
His lips were wild and aggressive, teasing and biting and making me purr into his mouth, but the way he held my cheeks left no question that all of the choices were mine to make.
I’d gone from finding her the most annoying girl on the planet to being inexplicably obsessed with her.
“Everyone deserves presents sometimes.”
“I would never rush you, Marshall. Take all the time you need, because I could stay in here for fucking ever.”
One thing about Olivia that I’d forgotten before she came back to town was that she was always fun. Whether she was falling on her face or being a brat, she’d been quick to laugh since the day I first met her.
But as someone who grew up in a very serious family, I found her laugh a little addictive.
