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“I’m an orphan. You should revel in your childhood trauma like meeeee.”
I have to admit he is an attractive man … if, you know, it wasn’t for the god-awful mustache he’s growing for whatever reason. Maybe he hates being pretty.
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.
He doesn’t look away. Just stares. And this shivery sort of awareness runs through me. “Zing,” he whispers before passing out.
“I’m Sanden. This is Gabe.” Gabe. My dream man has a name.
“I gotta go. You better watch me.” “Why the fuck do you think I’m here?”
“You are an abomination to the manwhore crown I gave you! I bestowed greatness upon you, and you … you … For shame.”
I hate it because when he fucks with me again, it’s gonna hurt. But watch me walk right into the fire anyway.
His life has been pretty simple, as he puts it, without knowing how much I would have killed for that kind of simple life. What he’s talking about—supportive, present parents—it’s the kind of life every kid deserves. One I want to be able to provide one day.
I get a thrill out of the thought of ruining every other man for him.
“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!
“I’ve never been so thankful my friends are idiots who tried to set fire to my backyard.”
I don’t want to live in a world where fuckboy Oskar Voyjik is knowledgeable and full of wisdom. Because that’s a dangerous combination.
I was not prepared for Aleksander Emerson, but thankfully, I’m good at going with the flow.
“Everyone fucks up. It’s what makes us human. It’s how you handle the fallout that matters.”
Separate interests outside of each other is healthy. Look at me acing this relationship thing.
Maybe that’s why I wasn’t cut out to be the next manwhore of the NHL. I’m too good at loving someone.
He’s everything I want and everything I didn’t expect.
wrapping around me and holding me like … like I’m special. Like he knows me and accepts me and still loves me.
