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My strawberry blonde hair and indigo-colored eyes make our relationship unmistakable when we’re within feet of each other and even when we’re not.
“The truth is, ordinary humans are capable of doing extraordinary things every single day without living extraordinary, extra lives. It’s the art, the creativity that sets them apart, not what they fucking eat for breakfast or who they’re fucking. Let them have their eggs in peace.”
“I want you to remember this moment. Right here, right now, just you and me in a fucking SUV, taking a drive to nowhere.” He looks at me pointedly. “Promise me you’ll remember this.”
“I have this theory that if you don’t have enough days like this, then you’re pretty much living out someone else’s expectations, which is my definition of prison.”
“You just fucking fell out of the sky, didn’t you?”
“In a way,” I swallow, “I guess I did.” My mouth dries as he refuses to free me from the power of his perusal. As I opt for honesty, my heart begins to thrum harder with each passing second. “Thank you for giving me a soft place to land, Easton.”
“I’ve got you, Natalie,”
Easton Crowne is not some budding star. He’s a supernova. He’s undoubtedly a prodigy—a genius disguised in a beautiful, but highly breakable—human package. At any time in the future, if he so desires, he will become a world-renowned star.
“I’m also thinking you’ve never been properly kissed, fucked, or loved and that you caught a glimpse of something you want for yourself.”
“If you weren’t so determined to keep me out of your bed, I’d be fucking the breath out of you right now, Natalie.”
“In my mind, I’ve already sunk inside you a thousand times.”
Easton Crowne is a human masterpiece. He’s cruelly alluring looks-wise, and he’s got intelligence and depth to boot. He’s also insightful and warm, despite his frank way of speaking and his broody nature. Even after all he’s revealed, there still remains an air of mystery that’s only drawing this moth further into the flame. A flame I didn’t fully see until now, which is growing hotter by the second.
In short, Easton Crowne is the biggest threat to my well-being ever created.
I hate so much that Easton Crowne is the most beautiful secret I’ll ever have and will forever be the one I’m forced to keep.
“No, it’s not. You punched a hole in my goddamned chest in Seattle, only to leave me in the dark to try and figure out how to fill it.”
“That’s the thing, Beauty. With me, you rarely have to say a word.”
“Raw. Fucking. Beauty.”
“Your lips are swollen from my kiss, and I’m willing to bet good money that your panties are fucking useless. Should we find a place backstage where I can make my point clearer?”
“I can fucking do anything with you as long as you’re looking at me the way you are right now.”
“I called you the second time because I remembered how this felt, and I wanted to feel this way again. It’s that simple.”
“I don’t have the urge to call my friends and share my highs and lows. I don’t miss them with an ache so deeply etched inside that it keeps me awake at night, and I sure as fuck don’t drive for hours in hopes they’ll spend a few days with me. And I definitely don’t jerk off to the image of them coming on my cock. I don’t feel this way for my friends, Natalie—close or otherwise—so I dare you to call me your close friend again,” he warns. “I fucking dare you.”
“Intelligent men don’t let life-changing women pass them by without trying to grasp onto them with both hands. I don’t need endless months to figure out you’re that woman for me. I’m not most men, Natalie. I know exactly what I don’t want, and it’s everything outside of that door. What I do want is standing in front of me, and the idea of letting her walk away from me a second time is fucking eating me alive.”
“Try as I may—because you’re fucking infuriating—I can’t get you out of my goddamned head.”
“Jesus Christ, I heard you, I hear you, but I won’t let this go. I fucking won’t as long as you’re with me, and I know you don’t want me to, either.”
“I want more for myself, and I want to give you so much fucking more. So, think of what you’re asking me because I know exactly what I’m asking of you,”
“This is me fighting dirty for us both, so please just admit it so I can give you the best parts of me, because I want every fucking part of you.”
“I cried the whole way back to the airport because I knew it would never feel the same with anyone else, so I haven’t bothered to look. I couldn’t.”
“I wrote that article because I wanted you to know I saw you, and I love what I saw inside you. Because I was frantic on that plane to keep a piece of you—of us—as close to me as possible. And because I felt the dire need to try to protect you, and that was the only way I could think of doing it.”
“I’ve thought about nothing but you since I...
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“I didn’t want to leave you that day, and I sure as hell don’t want to leave you tomorrow. I didn’t want to leave us there. All I truly want—and ...
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“What in the hell just happened?”
“What’s been happening since the day we met,”
“Welcome to this side of the glass, Beauty.”
“I’ve never in my life been jealous in a way that could incite violence, so, touché, Beauty, because Chad bothered the fuck out of me.”
“I’m going to be the man to satisfy every filthy fantasy you come up with. Bet.”
“That you want to be kissed, fucked, and loved properly, and you want me to be the one to do it.”
“Tell that to my cock because he’s weeping.”
“Night, Beauty,”
“Night, Beast,”
“I want you to remember this moment, right now, right here, just you and me in a fucking SUV, taking a drive to nowhere. Promise me you’ll remember this.”
“Marry me because we’re the rare, lucky ones who managed to find something together so many others don’t have—it would feel criminal not to. For both our sakes, marry me, Beauty, right now, marry me tonight.”
“No, baby, no. The next time I cum inside you, you’re going to be my wife.”
“I always wondered why I never gave too much of myself away to anyone in a personal capacity and felt more comfortable in isolation. Sometimes it would worry me. Like maybe I was lacking some basic human need…until I met you.”
“I’ve also never shared a comfortable silence with anyone but my parents—until you. I’ve never felt as seen, known, or understood as I have with you.”
“My wife,” his tone full of wonder. “You found me.”
“The type of love that defies rationality, that trumps all reasoning, that’s uncontrollable.”
“Your dreams don’t and won’t come second to mine. I want to be the man that stands beside you or behind you when you need me to. I can and will be there for you when it matters most to you.”
“He’s my supernova, the only star in my sky, and oh…how he shines. Every time I look at him, my insides light fire, and I am every bit a moth to his flame. But I don’t care if I burn because…because I would rather burn with him in any capacity, than exist safely anywhere else without him.”
“Well, this loop represents you, literally, figuratively, and poetically, but crazier than that, predictively—because fuck, reckless and naïve—we’re the definition of insanity. But I’ll take insanity any day. I’ll relive it with you on loop.”
