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You could still die.” “I won’t die,” she says almost dismissively. “I have too much to do.” “I don’t think being busy is enough to keep you alive.”
“You don’t know my name?” “No.” “I know yours.” “Of course you do. I’m somebody. You’re clearly not, so… your name?”
“I want to see you tonight. Until you make that happen, I’m afraid I can’t move my car.” “That’s insane.” “And yet, that’s where we are.” He shrugs. “Only you can move me.”
“Hey, Dare, are we leaving anytime soon?” He glances back at the guy and says, “Ask Aubrey. It’s up to her.”
She never had a single fucking thought about coming. That means I thought about her more than she thought about me today, and that’s unacceptable.
feel completely safe. It’s him. I feel safe with him.
“I don’t have an exact ratio of how often I get what I want, but I should tell you, it happens more often than it doesn’t.”
“I’ve been holding my breath since we met, mermaid.”
I want to make sure I don’t need to get involved.” Involved? “Why would that necessitate your involvement, anyway?” “I’m a territorial man,” he states.
“What does Hannah think?” That question makes me uneasy. It’s almost like he knows I asked her about him, but… he couldn’t possibly know that.
“Good people don’t exist. Some are just better at covering up their shittiness.”
“Remember that talk we had about how I don’t kiss guys who have girlfriends?” “Then I won’t kiss you,” he answers. “On the mouth, anyway.”
“What if she’s a mermaid?” His eyes sparkle with mischief. “Maybe she is. Are you my wife in this scenario?”
“Maybe I made you marry me.”
“You should be scared. Next time you think about opening your legs for someone else, remember that you married a madman, and cheating on him is ill-advised.”
I want more. I want to roll her on her back and eat her pussy while she sleeps, but I’d probably have to drug her to get away with that.
I suppose raping her right now might get in the way of ever getting to enjoy that little scenario. How unfortunate.
I’m a realist, so I can foresee a scenario or two in which I might want into Aubrey’s house, but she might not want to let me in. Good to know my key works just in case I ever need to use it.
This is the girl my mermaid didn’t want me to notice. I suppose I can see why.
You can keep being her friend.” “Ugh.” Hannah rolls her eyes. “Thank you so much for your permission, King Dare.”
“Are you kidding me?” His hand slides up my thigh and cups my butt. “This ass? This perfect ass?”
“The poet is a fucking moron and is probably jealous of you, let’s be honest. He or she wishes I wanted their shitty nudes, and I don’t. I only want yours.”
“You’re mine now,” he says, tone thick and deep and gravelly enough to make my heart skip a beat. “No one’s going to take you from me.”
“Why are you crying?” he asks. “Because you’re going to break my heart,” I whisper.
I don’t want scratches that I can’t explain to Aubrey, so I ease up a little, but don’t release her.
“Why can’t you just leave Aubrey alone?” I pause on my way to the door and look back at her. “I think I might be in love with her.”
“No.” His grip on my jaw tightens almost painfully. “I will kiss you wherever and whenever the fuck I want to,” he says carefully. “And I don’t care if Hannah or Anae or anyone else fucking likes it. You’re mine, and I will do whatever the fuck I want to do with you. Do you understand?”
Unfortunately, I’ve already decided you’re mine, and you being afraid of me won’t change that.”
Some stupid girl wrote mean shit about me online, I let him know it bothered me, and he nailed her to a fucking park bench.
“And you’re stuck with me,” he states. “I can see myself being with you forever, Aubrey. I’m not bullshitting you. I can see us having kids and a family, birthday parties and fucking… trips to the popcorn store. I’m not one foot in this thing. I want it all, and I want it with you.”
“I fucking love you, Aubrey. Don’t you get that by now? I would kill for you, but I would never hurt a hair on your goddamn head. I have ruined fucking lives to hold onto you, and I’d ruin more. The last thing I want is to lose you.”
“You’re mine. You’re fucking mine. It’s forever, and I won’t let anyone get in the way of that.”
To be loved so hard, so aggressively… it’s frightening, but intoxicating, too.
“It isn’t a good idea to invite temptation into our relationship. I will never do it, and I expect you not to as well. I know you were only joking about being sick of me and joking is fine, but should you ever actually get sick of me, I would advise you to reflect on what made you love me in the first place and fucking bathe in it, because I will never, ever let you go.”
A slow song plays as I dance with my king.
“I would ask if you ever get bored with me, but I don’t ask stupid questions.”
I guess, for all the bad she has done and will likely continue to do, at least Anae Richards did one thing right: she brought me to him.
