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Broke up a few weeks ago. They broke up weeks ago? My heart pounds in my ears. Glitch: Sad or happy? Do I need to get out champagne or a shovel?
Ara is a unicorn. The perfect trifecta of a dirty mouth, ballsy attitude, and a beautiful laugh.
“I’d rather suck on a dead pig’s foot than be your wife.” Fuck. What a woman.
Glitch: I’m going to wrap my hands around your throat and squeeze until you see God.
But have you ever felt a connection with someone and can’t explain how that could be possible? That’s Glitch for me.
Ara: Sounds fun. Does this service cost extra? I accidentally sent her a text about strangulation, and she sends me this back? I’m in so much trouble.
across the floor. Ara’s back is to me. Jesus fucking Christ, this woman’s ass should be illegal.
As long as she shakes it, I won’t use it to choke my manager for calling her a lady. She’s a goddess and nothing less.
my deep voice goes well with the muscles I work hard for. I’m six-foot-four and have a full sleeve of ink on my left arm. Am I too much? Not enough? Some women don’t like dark-haired, inked up men like me.
She likes what she sees.
Glitch has to be a demon. A big, sexy, came-to-fuck-the-soul-out-of-your-body demon.
He’s probably married. If he was mine, I’d put a ring on it. One on his finger and another on his motherfucking cock.
“I want to take you to dinner. That’s what I want as payment.”
“I don’t want you to eat light.” God help me, but even I catch how much my register drops as I talk to her. “I want you ravenous.”
Her pupils blow wide. I love how responsive she is to me. It makes me want to say a million dirty things to her. I wonder what she’d do if I did?
“What do you want to eat?” He smiles at me wickedly. “You.”
I lick my lips and love that he watches. “Me?” I tease breathlessly. “I might be too much for you.” “Only one way to find out.”
I swear he could lure me into Hell, and I’d joyfully skip the whole way down.
He leans into me and growls, “Brat.” He knew that about me already. I never hold my tongue when we play online, and it’s time I learn to not hold back in all aspects of my life. “Whatcha gonna do about it?” He drags his eyes down my body. “Fuck around and find out.”
I’m instantly reeling, my mouth wide open. “You spanked me!” “That’s for being a brat in the grocery store.” He’s not sorry. Neither am I. Oh my God, this guy is fun.
Did she need someone to take care of her? I volunteer. Did she want someone to make sure all her needs were met? I. Vol. Un. Teer.
“You’ve just earned one.” “One what?” “Fuck around and find out.”
“Nah. I’m not bruising it just for a spanking.” She knows what the counts are for. Fuck. Me. This woman is perfect.
His eyes gleam with desire. To be the center of his attention is like I’m the sun he orbits around. And I’m burning.
“Kitty.” I start panting. “I want you to keep calling me Kitty.”
I’m marrying this woman, mark my words.
“It’s breathtaking. You’re… fuck, you’re perfect.”
I’m not leaving this studio without that painting of her I found earlier. Hell, I’m not leaving this studio without making it clear that she’s mine. Today. Tomorrow. Forever.
“Another?” She can’t catch her breath. “I’m gonna die if you give me another.” “RIP you, then.”
This man is a wet dream come true, and I’m going to bind myself to him for life. I’ve never given marriage much thought before.
If that’s not something he wants, I won’t press it. I just want him. Forever. I don’t need to sign some contract for that to happen. But I will sell my soul to the devil to make it last an eternity.
“They’re about you.” All oxygen evacuates my lungs. They’re about you.
“Which one?” “W-which one what?” “Which sorry ass, piece of shit do you want me to kill first?”
You’re the most beautiful creature I’ve ever met. You’re funny and talented and built like a goddamn wet dream.”
“Epic, mind-blowing, soul-yeeting-out-my-body sex? Yes. Yes, it was.” I’m not sure what to say to that. “Did you just say soul-yeeting?” “Out into the great beyond.” She wiggles her fingers in the air. “It’s still out there, I think.” I’m really marrying this woman. Today. Right now. Should have yesterday.
I’m going to love this man until the day I die. Fuck that. I’m going to love him even when I’m a shriveled-up corpse in the dirt. Unless I really am immortal, in which case…
“Fuuuuck, Ara.” “It’s Kitty to you.”
“Just for a minute,” he says after I wink at him. “But I’m here on a date, Beetle. You’re cramping my style.” “You have no style.” “Ouch.” Glitch frowns and clutches his heart as he stares at his nephew. “You cut to the quick, man. That hurt.”
“When are you two getting married?” I almost drop my glass. “Ummm.” “Look, Glitch has never brought a girl home before. Not ever. If you aren’t the one, you wouldn’t be in my kitchen right now.”
“Ara’s showing me how to draw anime.” Erin creeps over quietly. “Holy shit.” Yeah. Holy shit is right. Beetle has a night of endless video games and he’s chosen to turn it off to draw. “Marry her,” Erin whispers before shoving me aside to sit on the floor.
“This woman is a fucking unicorn, Glitch.” “Better put a ring on it,” Beetle adds.
“I’m going to find out how he did this. Then I’m going to ruin him.”
Take it slow. She kisses me like I’m the air she breathes. Maintain control. She kisses me like I’m her motherfucking lifeline.
