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“Like a fireball!” a man with no eyebrows in a wedding dress says.
NO EYEBROWS?? dex..
Aleks, now planted in his chair, turns and looks up at me with big eyes. “I’d have your babies.” And I’m assuming that was meant to be quiet, but he fucking shouts it.
LMFAO
He doesn’t look away. Just stares. And this shivery sort of awareness runs through me. “Zing,” he whispers before passing out.
“I gotta go. You better watch me.” “Why the fuck do you think I’m here?”
“Did I see the firemen guys in the stands?” he asks. “Yep.” “Ah. Is that why you’re playing so shit? Because your future husband is watching?” “Excuse me, it’s future father of my babies. I’m never getting married again. Get it right.”
One kiss from him was enough to rearrange gravity, and it kinda sucks to know I couldn’t do that for him.
His expression of sheer terror at the sight of me totally fills me with reassurance about him wanting to talk.
I hate it because when he fucks with me again, it’s gonna hurt. But watch me walk right into the fire anyway.
“I can’t wait until you’re ready for me to give you everything. For me to move inside you. To have you on your knees.”
He kisses like it’s the last time he’ll ever get to do it,
“How did that beautiful man’s face get so messed up?” “Cats. Also, you think he’s beautiful?” “I have eyes. Even as a straight man, I can appreciate a hunk.” Give me things baby bisexuals say for five hundred!
There’s nothing calm and careful about the way my feelings are full speed ahead for him. It scares me. I should be smarter than that. I’m not.
Then I’m looking up into the murderous face of my boyfriend. He pounds the glass again, then points at Madden. “Don’t you dare!” The side of his fist hits the glass, and after a moment, he turns his stare on me. “Touch my boyfriend and see what happens!”
