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“You have reached Sinners Anonymous,” a woman’s robotic voice says. “Please leave your sin after the tone.”
AND WE HAVE BEGUN
And for the first time since we met, I see her smile. I think I like it when she smiles.
“So help me God, if you take another step, I will not be responsible for what I’ll do.” “You’re not a made man, anymore. Remember?” I spit. “You’re just dressed like one.”
Angelo Visconti isn’t a knight in shining armor, he’s a monster in an Armani suit.
“Out of all my sins, you’re my favorite.”
“Angelo. He’s left town.” My ears ring. The fissures turn into fractures, threatening to crack my heart into pieces. I drop my gaze back to the empty plate in front of me before anyone can see how winded his words have made me.
This dickhead
are you for fucking real
“I swear to God, Rory. You better know how to fly, because if you fall, I’m coming with you.”
“I’m going to burn this fucking dress when we get home.”
Angelo glances at me. “So, now you’re stuck with another old man.” “I guess I am.” His gaze flashes. “I’m old enough to be your father. How does that make you feel?”
Heart thumping, I feign boredom. Look up at him through my lashes. “Does that mean I can call you daddy now?”
And i oop-
“The Angels of Devil’s Dip, back together again. Fuck man, this is all I’ve ever wanted.”
“Shut up, Rory. He left his entire life in England and came back to Devil’s Dip for you. He’s so in love with you that it makes me sick.” “She’s right, I am.”
“I’ll get on my knees and beg you until you get so sick of me you agree to be mine anyway.”
“Mention that other guy again and I’ll drop him in the Pacific with a couple of bricks attached to his ankles.”
“As long as it’s in your mouth, I’m sure I’ll be a happy man.”
