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Some people just don’t want to be saved.
“It’s not like I stole from you.” “But you did,” he says, moving his thumb on my skin in a circular motion. “My attention, my thoughts. The entire time I sat inside, watching, trying to figure you out.”
“All you’d have to remember me by is the best goddamn fuck of your life, and if you were lucky, maybe I’d knock you up. Give you a reason to track me down, just so we could do this all over again.”
Christ, I want to kiss her. Ruin her makeup, just because I know it’d piss her off.
“You’re building a pool.”
“Because you said you like to swim.”
“Wolfe men are very much into spoiling.”
“Even death won’t save you from me.”
Mark my fucking words: you will never be rid of me, because I’ll know you inside and out.”
“It’s always been you, Alistair. I always think of you.”
“Take it, m’ eudail. Take it all. Gonna fill you up, breed you, and keep you here, tucked into my side forever. You’re mine.”
“Christ,” he mutters, breathing heavy. “I’m going to fucking marry you, Cordelia Astor.”
“Infinitely and with every fiber of my being, Cora Astor. I’ve loved you since the second you walked into my life, and I’ll love you every second after until I have no more to love you with.”
