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The next weekend he came in with his wife, and Beth said they looked like starry-eyed teenagers in love.
She spits in my face, and while I wipe it off, my brain empties of every single thought except one: I think I fucking love this woman.
“Did you fucking kidnap me?” One sentence I never thought I’d say. “Think of it as protective custody.” His lip twitches in amusement.
“If you’re gonna eye-fuck me all morning, you should at least buy me dinner first.”
“Keep making those sweet sounds and I really will fuck you on every inch of this counter.” “Keep kissing me like that and I might let you.”
His eyes latch onto mine with a strong hold, and he presses the gun harder to his head. “Then do something.”
Good. I don’t want to be kissing someone else.
“We’re endgame, baby, and if you don’t see that, you better put that bullet in my head right now because I’m gonna ruin all other men for you when I worship every inch of your body.”
“I paid the guy behind the counter a hundred bucks to make sure you didn’t.”
