Lot 62 Quotes

“Devon was even more of a piece of shit trailer trash than I was, but holy shit did I love him. Like, heart completely consumed, wanted him for life, ride or die type of loved him. He was mine and I was his, and even though we fucked shit up more often than not, I couldn’t imagine going through this clusterfuck of a life without him now.”
― Nordika Night, Lot 62

“You move, I want to fuck you. You smile, I want to hug you. You challenge me, I want to kill you. There is no in-between with you. I love you so much I hate you.”
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“I told him I loved him one day and he punched me in the mouth for it, claiming I just had to say it first like it was some competition. He basically beat the confession back into my mouth and then said it himself. He thought he’d won that fight, but I was happy enough to let him think that. We loved each other. We said it. It didn’t have to be this big thing. Done.”
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“Compete with that?” he scoffed. “You don’t compete with that. They can’t compete with you. It doesn’t fucking matter what they look like because they aren’t you, Devon. Get jealous all you want because I love fucking it out of you. But if you keep second-guessing yourself, I’m gonna kick your ass so bad you’ll have to take a month off work. And trust me, during that month, you’ll learn pretty damn quick how badly I only want you. You, Devon. Just you. So shut the fuck up, yeah?”
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“Jeff said you’re in a relationship. Do I get to meet this chick on the weekend?” Tom asked. “Sure, but she’s got a dick.”
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“Don’t make me admit I miss you, Devon. I’m not about that shit.”
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“But all fairytales had a villain, and this piece of shit life was ours.”
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“I promise to never let you sit alone in the dark.”
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“Maddox was mine, and the next time someone tried to take him from me, I’d blow up the fucking world and watch it burn just to keep him at my side.”
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“Marry me one day, Devon.” “Okay,” he whispered. He kissed me like he'd be my husband someday.”
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“All the stars were aligned or some shit.”
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“If we can go from hating each other to loving each other, we can do anything, Devon.” There. Sweetness without insult. I was practically Shakespeare.”
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“could survive losing just about anything, but not him. Anything except Maddox.”
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“I love you,” he wheezed, those smokers’ lungs taking hold. “I’m not losing you over work bullshit, Madd. Shit. I love you.”
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“Rapture and the rising; damnation and all our sins. They mingled for a time, and the intensity of it overwhelmed me blissfully.”
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“What does one wear to marry a dipshit Kane under a dead tree?”
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“Smile, you dumb fuck.”
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“He was stupid, but we were all stupid sometimes. Him just more than most.”
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“The world would blow up if we got married.” He smiled at me, so bright. “Yeah, but the explosion would be pretty.”
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“I’m right here, and I’m not fucking going anywhere.”
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“Life is short,” Pete said. “Don’t wait on the things that make your heart beat too hard.”
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“Fuck it. He was beautiful. Nothing in my life had ever been as beautiful as Maddox.”
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“We got each other, which meant no one else needed to get us.”
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“The rain cooled our burning skin, but Maddox burned us up. The thunder echoed through the trees, but Maddox growled louder. The lightning sizzled in the air, but our chemistry outshone any electrical storm. The wind whipped at our exposed bodies, but Maddox shielded me from all storms but his own.”
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“You were my fucking nightmare, Maddox. Now you’re my wet dream. I love you more than that place and I want you more than anything. So fuck off about it. I know I need to do better.”
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“If you tell me you wanna start sucking a Sawyer dick, I’ll deck you. You two are supposed to be besties, not the handies and blowies type. No.”
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“but something was on his mind now. “Because I’m trying to figure out my sexuality here, Madd. Don’t bust my balls!” He sighed dramatically. “I thought I was straight, right? But some sexy things have been happening, and now I’m wondering if there’s like a sliding scale or something? Like straight with a little gay? Like just a dab'll do ya, you know? Does that exist?” He stared at”
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“You’re gay?”
“For him.” I guess I didn’t really have a label. I hadn’t had a lot of time
to even think about it. It was just Devon. Simple as that.”
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“Shut up,” Devon groaned, his voice muffled by his pillow.
“I didn't say shit.”
“Your brain is shouting at me. Tell it to fuck off.” He cocked out a leg
and hugged the pillow, his sexy body on a nice display.
Okay, shutting up.”
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“It was love. That once-in-a-lifetime kind. Real, raw, and hostile.”
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