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Money Shot (Blue Ivy Prep #4) Money Shot by Heather Long
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“You ready for this?” For what came next… “Oh yeah.” I was more than ready. This tour? This tour was going to rock.”
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“KC?” “Yeah?” “Happy looks good on you,” he said with a wink, then glanced past me. “Look after my sister, Lach.” “Can’t keep me away if you tried,”
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“My guys were perfect. “Ace?” I glanced over at Lachlan. “Secret?” he prompted. I grinned. Yeah. I loved these guys. My douchebags three. Mine.”
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“Nothing you do will ever make you lose me. I’m too damn good of a stalker for that.”
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“You’re the best at relationships because you know how to care about people more than you ever care about yourself.”
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“No, you need to do this. You need to record. You need to tour. I’m in. I’ve spent most of my life at this school. But I’m planning on spending the rest of my life with you—I can get another job later. Whether it’s here or California or wherever…” “Same,” Jonas said. “I don’t really want to stay here without you anyway.” His whole focus was on me. “I want to see what we can write together.” “I just want to play guitar,” Lachlan said. “And have sex with you before every show…”
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“I had a sip of the wine. It was sweet and perfect and a lot like Ramsey.”
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“I love you,” he said, as direct and blunt and sweet as always. My heart did a little flip. “Lachlan brought dinner. Ramsey got wine. I got the flowers.” “Thanks for that,” Lachlan said from downstairs and I glanced past Jonas to Lachlan stood at the bottom of the steps. “I also got dessert, so that the chocolate orgasm you have later will be one hundred percent courtesy of me.” I had to bite back a smile. “And if we’re taking score,” Lachlan continued. “I’m also in love with you. I just—prefer to do acts of service like beating the shit out of assholes for you.”
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“I love you,” he said, as direct and blunt and sweet as always. My heart did a little flip. “Lachlan brought dinner. Ramsey got wine. I got the flowers.” “Thanks for that,” Lachlan said from downstairs and I glanced past Jonas to Lachlan stood at the bottom of the steps. “I also got dessert, so that the chocolate orgasm you have later will be one hundred percent courtesy of me.”
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“They were my girls. My family. They were Torched.”
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“I brought him into our lives…” “No, you didn’t,” Yvette said with the most impatient if loving sighs. “That asshole brought himself into our lives. Tell me he was at least good in bed because otherwise, you and I are going to find you a cleansing the palate lover…”
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“Yvette was right. Blue Ivy was cursed.”
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“I want to come home,” I whispered. “I want you guys to be there…” “We’re not going anywhere, Siren,” Ramsey promised. “We’re with you.” “Every step,” Jonas added. “Can't get rid of us,” Lachlan mumbled. “Stalking for the win.” “You win, Douchebag,” Aubrey mumbled. “You definitely win.”
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“All Kait’s ever wanted was to be accepted for her and to be wanted for her.” “She’s the only one I do want and it has nothing to do with Gibs, her mother, my mother, or your band.” “I know,” Aubrey said before she took the guitar case. “Don’t give up on her. If you want her, you’re going to have to fight for her—and that means fighting some of your dumber ideas too.”
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“All Kait’s ever wanted was to be accepted for her and to be wanted for her.”
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“Sucking up?” She almost smirked, but the lack of humor in her eyes kept me from retaliating with snark of my own. “Yes,” I admitted. “And no. We did everything we could to get this back for her.” “Even things you really should have thought three or four more times about.” Aubrey folded her arms and I sighed. “You’re not wrong. She is due every apology. More than that—she deserves everything. If I could go back and change it—” “You wouldn’t,” Aubrey said with a shrug. “You’re an impulsive, hot-headed asshole. You wanted to be the one who got it. Didn’t matter what you had to do… on the one hand, I get it. On the other, she shouldn’t have had to see that.”
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“For more than two years, I’d been fighting to be what I thought I needed to be instead of who I was. Instead of who I wanted to be. Who do I want to be? Tracing my thumb against the grain of the wood, I traced it down to the tiny nick that had been there from the first year after Dad gave me the guitar. I wanted to be a sister, a daughter, a friend, a member of Torched… I wanted to sing. I wanted… I wanted my douchebags.”
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“When I told Aubrey the past year had been crazy, it didn’t really describe how dramatic it had all been. School. Normalcy. Revelations. Pen. The attacks. The kidnapping. I shuddered. Ramsey. Lachlan. Jonas.”
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“Are you sure about that, Mr. Malone? I mean, I don’t want you to think I’m not doing the homework.” The playfulness in her voice wrapped around my cock and stroked it. “I would never imagine you as someone not willing to do everything, Miss Crosse.”
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“Am I crazy?” “Yes.” Frankie nodded. “Doesn’t mean you’re wrong though. Sometimes—crazy is perfect.”
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“Frankie’s grin made me chuckle all over again. She gave a little shrug. “I may not get flirting, but I do get forgiveness.”
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“Do something for me,” Gibs said. “If my sweet Kaity is the girl for you, for your brothers—I’m not going to pretend to judge or tell you what is right, but if she is the girl for you boys—don’t ever let her think otherwise.”
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“She was the one thing that had ever truly made me want to kick the crap out of either of my brothers.”
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“But so much has gone wrong…” “And a lot went right.” I made a face at her. “You graduated high school,” she said, ticking it off on her fingers. “You got your first kiss. Went to your first dance. Proved to some douchebags how fucking awesome you are. You reunited with Tracy, you helped Pen, you helped your mom…” I sighed. “You fell in love for the first, the second, and I’m pretty sure the third time.”
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“those losers clearly adore you and they’ve actually grown on me. Kind of like a fungus.”
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“Meeting Frankie Curtis was one of those fortuitous moments you couldn’t plan for or expect. When we met her, she was just a fan who’d come to one of our concerts with her boyfriends and her best friend. Ian wrote music, something Frankie had shared with us. I offered them a chance to listen. To be another ear. Nine times out of ten, a fan never takes you up on the offer. Frankie had.”
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“What had Yvette said about the school? She hated how much KC had suffered there. The rumors. The gossip. The bullying. The fire. The assault. The robbery. The kidnapping…”
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“I’m Lachlan. I have an affinity for blue-haired sweethearts with sexy voices and sassy mouths… how about you?”
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“I could control my speed and my pace. These were things I had power over. For the rest? I had to trust everyone else.”
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“It feels weird to know that when I go to sleep tonight you’re going to be thousands of miles away. It feels weird that I won’t see you first thing in the morning. I don’t like that it’s gonna be this way for the next six or seven days. Me: I missed you before you left. I just miss you more now.”
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