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“I was a mess when I thought you were gone,” he says.
“I didn’t want to live without you, bunny.”
“I’ll stop pushing you away if you’re sure you can deal with the half of me I...
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“Maybe you should stop keeping it from me. I can handle all of you, Lex. I’m not afraid of you. The person you become when you try to fight yourself is the one I fear....
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It’s even more erratic when you try to make sense of that part of you. Even if there were a hundred dead ...
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“I accept all of you, Lexington.”
“How, Selena?” He tugs me into him. “How do I deserve you after hurting as many people as I have? After all the times I hurt you? That’s what I couldn’t figure out yesterday. After everything I’ve done to you, you still want to stay with me. Someone like me doesn’t deserve someone so fucking forgiving.”
She doesn’t like the cold or the heat. She’s a picky little rabbit.
“God, I love seeing my come dripping from you. Such a sweet-faced little bunny who has no fucking idea what she’s gotten herself into.”
“I love you, Lex,”
I’ve never said I love you to anyone. It feels unnatural. Too foreign. It’s a concept I can’t wrap my mind around. I don’t understand the word or how it came from her husband’s mouth so easily when he clearly didn’t love her.
How can it matter so much and so little from one person to another?
“I love you, bunny,”
Life with Lex is so different from life with my husband. My ex-husband. Gold woven sheets have become cheap swaths of aged fabric we get from the thrift store. Fancy pantsuits have become cotton shirts and denims on sale. Expensive home-cooked meals have been replaced by whatever we get on our runs to the general store on the outskirts of the park, where the sweet little owner knows us as Mr. and Mrs. Gurgen Hoffe.
Instead of dining out at lavish restaurants, we visit my favorite diner, where half the time I leave pleased with more than just the food in my belly.
I know who’s out to play, and I welcome him. Lexington.
I nearly lost her by trying to protect her from the darker side of me, so I force myself to stop holding him back.
She used to tell me I never took her from heaven to implant her in hell.
She lived among the flames long before she met me.
Studies have shown that sociopaths struggle with attaching to anyone. And I truly never have. I’ve never wanted to. Until her.
But they also say that one sociopath could potentially form a bond with a like-minded person. So what does that say about Selena?
