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I can’t be mad, though; I wouldn’t pick up someone like me, either—a large, rugged, tattooed man, as dangerous as they come.
There are two types of people in this world: those who stop for a stranger on the side of the road and those who keep on driving.
“You have no idea the willpower it’s taken to stop myself from touching you.”
“Mark my words, little rabbit, I will fuck you,” he growls. “If not now, later. Maybe tomorrow. But for this little stunt, I will have you beneath me.”
“Don’t worry, sweet bunny. If you let me keep you alive, I’ll show you how I truly fuck. I’ll give you a reason to take that next breath for me,”
“Bunny, you are the sexiest thing I’ve ever laid my hands on. Fucking. Perfect. So goddamn smart, too. You deserve so much more than that piece of shit. More than me . . .”
“You won’t like everything I want to do to you, that I will do to you, but I’ll always reward you for being the good girl you are. No matter how bad you become from being around me, you’re my good fucking girl.”
“This is why this life isn’t meant for you. You have to put yourself first and anyone else beneath you.” He drops his forehead to mine. “Actually, I’m failing at that, too. I put you above me. Can’t even take my own fucking advice. You give me the humanity I don’t need or want.” He sighs. “But I can’t turn back now. Not with you here.”
“If we get caught before we reach the border, tell the police I abducted you. Tell them I abused you, forced my way inside you, and threatened to kill you. Say anything you have to against my name to preserve yours. If the police come and shit hits the fan, don’t be the wolf. Be the scared little rabbit and run.”
“Bunny, you have all that’s left of my heart. Anything I can feel is for you.”
“I don’t know if I know what love is, Selena, but I know this is the closest I’ve felt to another person.”
“I wanted you to leave because I needed to protect the one person who made me feel something other than numb or angry. The only person capable of humanizing someone as barbaric as me.”
“This isn’t just your situation anymore. It’s ours. Stop thinking of me as the girl you dragged to hell and realize that maybe I’ve already been there.”
