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“You don’t know what you’re eating.” “Mmm.” He ate another one. “Zesty with a hint of what the hell did I just put in my mouth.”
“You are a dirty liar who lies.”
“Dryads are rarer than ever the last several decades. Pollution and deforestation are killing off a beneficial species we depend on to keep Earth hospitable. It would be a pity to kill one.”
“We have work to do.” I couldn’t catch my breath. “How am I supposed to brain now?”
We’ve been monitoring their frequencies heavily since this what-the-fuckery started.
“Every girl dreams of being the monster under the bed.”
“Lady, I’m a black witch. I’ve done the worst things you can imagine and then some. Usually, I was smiling while I did them. Laughing even. But to bind the daemon to the fae as one personality would be to strip away the facets of the man I fell in love with, and I would rather slice you in half than tear him down the middle.”
“You, she just calls the Jawbreaker.” “The Jawbreaker?” I got a bad feeling about this, but I asked him anyway. “Why would she do that?” “What do you do with hard candy?” “You put it in your mouth.” “And?” “You suck on it.”
“I hate crying.” I shoved away from him. “I hate feelings.” “Feelings hate you too.” He ruffled my hair like a big brother. “That’s why they’ve ganged up on you.” “I want to punch them all in their touchy-feely faces.”
There comes a point where you must stop looking back on the person you were and judging the person you are by their standards. You can’t be two people at once. You’re either New You or Old You. There is no in between.
“Look who’s awake.” Clay rested on his mattress, propped up on one elbow. “Perv One and Perv Two.”
Not my circus, not my monkeys.
ohthankgoddessI’mbackwhereIbelong
