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but I couldn’t wait to go home and curl up with the two real loves of my life. Netflix and Ben & Jerry’s never let me down.
So me
I missed the days when I was me.
Damn that's deep
Bed. Singular. As in, there was only one. And I had to share it with Jules Ambrose. Kill me now.
Love this trope!
“C’mon Jules. You love me, right?” Max kissed me and squeezed my ass. “If you loved me, you’d do this for me. For us.”
Ugh red flag
Our fall had been an accident, but the way her curves molded to my body had been a revelation.
A revelation?!
“You need someone to bend you over and fuck that attitude right out of you.”
Excuse me!!!!
men possessed nothing if not audacity.
So real
“I could fuck your brains out right now. Make you take back every word you said and have you begging for more by the end of it.”
Wtf
He moved so fast I didn’t get the chance to draw another breath before he yanked me against him and crushed his mouth against mine.
Ahhhhhhhhh
we fucked like it was our catharsis,
I’d had sex with Josh Chen. My best friend’s brother and one of the people I despised most.
I headed straight to Jules’s house. Was what I was about to do a bad idea?
"Seeing you tonight, its a bad idea right?"
But if there was one thing I was sure of, it was that I would never, ever fall in love with Jules Ambrose.
Sure
getaway car.
By Taylor swift
“After how well-used you must be after all these years? No, thanks.”
Ewww
but I was addicted to this. To her.
“Sweetheart, in a few minutes, you’ll forget your own name.”
Josh placed a hand on the small of my lower back and guided me into the park.
Love that
How had I never noticed how incredibly, devastatingly gorgeous Josh Chen was?
“Good girl,”
her curves fitting my hands like pieces of a puzzle I never wanted to finish solving.
The past two months raced through my head at warp speed. Everything from Vermont to the other night blurred together into one jumbled stream until cold realization rattled my lungs. Motherfucker.
You're In loveeeeee
when she so clearly, irrevocably belonged to me.
Ours started as a sex-only arrangement, but it’d never been about just sex. Even when I thought I hated her, I was already softening toward her. Every smile, every laugh, and every conversation chipped away at the image I’d constructed of her in my mind until I was left with someone I didn’t know but couldn’t bear to let go of.
I didn’t know what I wanted from her, but I knew I wanted her. I knew she haunted my thoughts and invaded my dreams until she was the only thing I could see. And I knew that being with her was one of the few times I truly felt alive.
“I want you.”
“Because you’re mine,” I said against her mouth. “Let another man touch you, Jules, and you’ll find out just how easily I can take a man’s life as I can save one.”
Thats crazy
“Shut up and let me hold you.”
He was everything I needed when I needed it.
“Come here, Red.” That was all I needed.
she was so fucking beautiful I couldn’t stop looking at her.
she was beautiful in a way that made me want to drown in her, to let her fill every inch of my soul until she fucking consumed me. It didn’t matter if it killed me, because in a world where I was surrounded by death, she was the only thing that made me feel alive.
she was pretty damn extraordinary.
Jules, will you go out with me?
That is the cutest thing ever
“Speaking of, why do guys always put fishing pictures in their dating profile? It’s a turnoff, honestly.”
Literally!
“Such a good girl.”
“Good girl.”
“First and last, Red.” I laughed at his soft growl. “Possessive much?” “Damn right I am.”
“I don’t like sharing.” “Sharing is a virtue, Josh.” “I don’t give a flying fuck. I don’t share. Not when it comes to you.”
one mistake I’ll never make is letting you go,
Because the possibility of you is better than the reality of anyone else.”
“I’ll wait. For as long as it takes.”
“Twelve days, eight hours, and nine minutes. I spent every second thinking of you.”
“You’re the only thing that could make me happy forever.”
“In case it’s not clear, I fucking love you, Jules Ambrose, even when you drive me crazy. Especially when you drive me crazy.”
“Twelve days, twelve orgasms.”
“Good girl,” I whispered. “I love hearing you scream for me.”
I would take a thousand fights with Jules over a thousand easy days with anyone else. Because I didn’t want easy. I wanted her.
“Use your words.”
