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“Fucking hell, Hadley.” He rolls his eyes like I’m being melodramatic, unfazed by my grave threat. “I’m not going to do anything to her. I’m just not used to anyone being so uncaring if they piss me off.” “I don’t care if I piss you off.” “Yeah, and you’re the first person to be so cavalier with their life.” Eh. What’s life, if not odd moments of peace between staring death in the face and giving it a big, old fuck you.
“They have you psychoanalyzing the kids, right? Helping to pick recruits and turn them into mindless soldiers.” My
I stare deep into her eyes, feeling as though I’m seeing into her very soul. “I love you. There’s nothing you could say or do to make me change my mind.” Her eyes widen in surprise, her features
“I’m not sure I know what love is,” she whispers softly, making my heart ache for her. “I’ve never experienced it before. I don’t know what it feels like…but if there were ever someone I thought I could fall in love with, it would be you.”
“You want me to pin you beneath me and fuck your brains out, Little Warrior?”
“You were the first one to see me. To make me laugh and forget about the dark past I was running from and the uncertain future I was heading toward. With you, I was able to live in the moment and enjoy it. “I miss that. I miss you. I miss how your touch burns my skin and ignites a fire in my soul. I want to feel that again. I don’t want to go another day without you.”
“You are the sunlight on a dark day, the rainbow when it pours, the lighthouse in a storm. You’re my sunlight. My rainbow. My lighthouse. I was barely alive when I turned up here, but you helped me learn to breathe. You made me see there’s more to life than just surviving. I need you in my life, making me laugh and reminding me of the good times when things go wrong. So please, please don’t let all this self-hatred and guilt you’re carrying around swallow you up, because I
don’t know what any of us would do without you.”
“I love you,” I pant, loving how his eyes soften and a boyish grin graces his lips. “I love you, baby. You're mine, and I'm yours. That’s the way it's always going to be.” He kisses my forehead, and the two of us share a moment of blissful contentedness before he speaks again. “I actually came here to get you. West found something.”
“You keep a knife in your boot?” Cam asks, sounding shocked and having picked up on
what I would have classified as one of the least significant things I said, but whatever. “Yeah. Why, where do you keep yours?”
