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“Hey, fuckface. Miss me yet?” “Like a hole in the head.” I step aside. “Come on in.”
“Call me Quinn,” Ayri says. Asher adds, “He hates being called Ayri because his name rhymes with fairy.”
“Ouch, motherfucker, stop.” “Also what Ezra says during sex,” Dex calls out. Way too loudly. In the middle of the store.
“It’s a slapper dress,” Dex says excitedly. We all glance around at each other, trying to silently decide who’s gonna tell him. “It’s flapper,” Tripp says. “Good try though.” “Nah, slapper sounds right,” Asher says. “Because you get to slap the person wearing it.”
“I wanna suck on your apple’s Adams.” Now Sanden is trying not to laugh, completely ignoring Ezra and his porn soundtrack.
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 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.”
“You are an abomination to the manwhore crown I gave you! I bestowed greatness upon you, and you … you … For shame.”
One kiss from him was enough to rearrange gravity, and it kinda sucks to know I couldn’t do that for him.
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.”
“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!
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!”
“Lane!” Oskar sounds even further away now. “Where’d you put that butt plug I like?”
“Found it!” Oskar’s faint voice says. “It was in the freezer.”
“If there’s one thing you can always count on, it’s that I will never appreciate hockey the way you do.” Aleks pouts. “Every time you say that, a Zamboni somewhere dies.” “Good. Fewer machines to rise up against us.” “Those poor, widdle zam bams.”
“They’re in a better place. The big ice rink in the sky.”
