Triple-Duty Bodyguards

by Lily Gold

I have a theory: I don’t think she’s rude or bitchy at all. I think she’s just a very private, intelligent woman who is playing the media like a fucking violin.

It reminded me that that’s what I was putting myself through hell for. So that stuff could still exist.”

“This isn’t about you, it’s about me. You’re right. Seeing you have a nightmare was so traumatic I need comforting. So do it.”

“Don’t apologise. I think it’s kind of cute.” I tuck into him. “We have matching unhealthy coping mechanisms. How adorable is that?”

“My body doesn’t even feel right without yours anymore.”

“Carter, if I left you in a room with a mirror, I’d come back to find you sucking your own dick.”

“I’d die for you,”

“I’d do anything to keep you safe. Anything. I’m sorry if you don’t like the way I did it, but every decision I make, I make to keep you safe! Because the idea of losing you fucking terrifies me!”

“I’m not the one she sleeps with every night like a goddamn teddy bear, Smith. You’re what she needs, right now.”

“Because maybe if I have the scars, you’ll finally get it through your thick head that I’m in love with you!”

“I just remembered. I’ve only been photographed kissing Glen and Matt. I don’t want the magazines to get the wrong impression and think I’m only in love with two of you.”

“Kenta. You are one of the smartest, kindest, most loving men I’ve ever met. No one has ever believed in me like you do.”

“I’m so excited to have you love me.”