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Things that are too good to be true often are. Men are all the same—they take what they want and leave you to pick up the shattered pieces.
Blair and I aren’t a maybe or an almost, we’re just two people that fucking hate each other, trading hits back and forth to destroy the enemy in an effort to distract ourselves from our pain, trying to survive the bitter ass lemons life dealt us.
The quirky friend from my childhood is my little thief. I can’t believe it.
The taste isn’t enough. I’m an addict, desperate for my drug of choice. After kissing Blair, I want to fucking devour her.
People are your home, not the places you live.
Blair makes me want to chase her until I catch her.
All this time I wasted on hating her, and here she’s the one who gave me one of my only salvations. The little girl with the stars and the stubborn thief who steals all of my attention, one and the same.
It’s strange how one person can make you feel so much. Blair makes me feel hate, desire, anger, lust, and something even more dangerous—love. The kind of love that’s unknown, like a star collapsing on itself to form a black hole. You can’t help but get dragged in by the gravitational pull. A love that doesn’t need light because it blooms even in the darkest depths.
Devlin makes me feel vengeance, resentment, desire, protection, and something even more deadly—love. The kind of love that’s inevitable. You can’t help but allow it to consume you. It’s a love that doesn’t need rules, because it’s fate written in the stars.
“I’d chase you anywhere, Blair. I don’t exist without you.”
“Because her daughter is my girlfriend and her mom is her whole fucking world—something you’d never understand! This is the girl I love. She’s my family. My universe. I’ll do everything to protect and care for her. If you don’t do it, I’ll come for you, old man. Do we have a deal?”
He’s selective about the people he allows to see the real him, keeping those who don’t matter at a distance with cruel words. Devlin is someone aching for the magic of stars because a little girl gave him hope when he needed it. Underneath the jagged pain he’s wrapped himself in, Devlin is a man that loves fiercely with his whole heart.
“You’re my shooting star. My wishes come true when I’m with you.” He turns his face, grazing his mouth over my neck. “My heart belongs to you.”