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I’d taken the hand he had on my shoulder, the one he’d just used to hold her body to his, and twisted it up and back until pain wiped away the smug smile on his face. Then I told him if he ever touched her again, especially without her permission, I would gladly make him disappear.
🫢🫢
Although, sometimes a part of me can’t help but feel like he broke them first.
Hmm…
“I’m glad to know you are capable of forming those words with your mouth.” “I’m capable of doing a lot of things with my mouth.”
“I think, we’re well past the point of discussing whether or not I like you. As for how you feel about me….” He starts moving, forcing me backward until my back collides with the wall. “Well, you could say you hate me right now, and I’d still want you to sit on my face.”
Being jealous of my best friend, coveting his wife, and stealing my way into the bed he’d still be in if he hadn’t been ripped from this world far too soon. I would feel bad about it, but I’ve lived with the guilt of wanting her for years, and I’m past the point of regretting it, too far gone to feel bad enough to stop what’s happening between us. And if claiming my angel means I’m going to hell…well then, I’ll be a happy inhabitant when my time comes.
It kind of feels like she’s determined to get in the way of him moving on,
That’s exactly what it is
“That.” He drops a kiss to the corner of my mouth and groans. “The moment when I’m so deep inside of you we both know you’ll feel it tomorrow. That is my favorite fucking sight in the world. Your whole face just transforms, and I get to watch your brain process the fact that it’s me taking you, me owning you, me reminding you that your body and your pleasure belong to me.”
“It always comes back to that, doesn’t it? I’m the bad guy. I’m the selfish, mean drunk who was unlucky enough to raise a bastard of a son that thinks he’s so much better than him.”
Boy I’d let him die by himself
“Of course. When I told Ash what I did, he said I needed to apologize immediately, but I haven’t had time to reach out because I’ve been super swamped at work.” “Ash? As in Ash Strickland?”
Oh Thank God
The two friends spin around then step to the side as Dom moves towards the table, sliding into the booth beside Mal while another person, Chris, takes a seat beside me. Wait, what?
Girlllll!
