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“You don’t sneak to the basement at five in the morning, paint this, and then say it’s nothing. It can be every word under the sun, but nothing should not be on the menu.”
A disaster might or might not kill you, princess. But being terrified of it would definitely finish you.
His chest is a map of tattoos that could be spotted from Mars and frowned upon by aliens.
“You can’t entice a predator with prey and ask him to go hungry.”
“Evil robot, huh?” “Yeah, you know, the ones who get destroyed at the end of sci-fi films.” “You mean the ones whose red eyes flash in the last second of the movie, signaling their return?” “You shouldn’t be proud of being evil.” “That’s the thing, baby. I don’t see myself as evil.”
Killian kisses the top of my head and before I can backpedal, he says the words that go straight to my heart. “I’ll make sure you always choose me as much as I choose you.”
“Stop looking out the window if you’re so scared.” “What if we fall, like nosedive straight into the ocean? We’ll all die, be eaten by sharks, and they might never find us. It’ll hurt so bad.” “Actually no, we’re over twenty thousand feet up, so if we do fall from this height, the g-force of it will black us out in about twenty seconds. The good news is, you’ll feel nothing. Bad news, there will be no remains to recover since the power of the crash will disintegrate us and the body of the plane.”
Understand this, Glyndon, there’s nothing noble or tender about what I feel for you. It’s a violent volcano of obsession, possession, and deranged lust. If you want love, then I do love you, but it’s the unorthodox version of love. I love you enough to let you within my walls. I love you enough to let you talk to my demons. I love you enough to allow you to have a hold over me when I’ve never allowed anyone to have the power to destroy me from the inside out.”
