The Liar's Reckoning Quotes

“There’s something to be said for a man who’s lived in chastity for a year then handed over his key to the last man who touched him. It shows a devotion he might not be able to speak out loud. Unfortunately his devotion doesn’t only apply to me.”
― August Jones, The Liar's Reckoning

“We made it to the end of the world.”
― August Jones, The Liar's Reckoning

“I don’t hate me anymore. And that’s not nothing.” “No,” I agree, stepping up to put my arms around him. “It’s everything.”
― August Jones, The Liar's Reckoning

“I love you. Ruining my life for you is the best fucking decision I’ve ever made.”
― August Jones, The Liar's Reckoning

“We’ve been a lot of things over the last few years. He’s been my doorman, my trainer, my escort, my lover, my ex, my enemy, and my friend, but I really like the sound of boyfriend. I’ve never had one of those.”
― August Jones, The Liar's Reckoning

“I do want to forgive you. I want to be with you, and I want you to know I can love you better than I did before.”
― August Jones, The Liar's Reckoning

“but I’ve never missed anything the way I miss coming home to you.” “What took you so long?”
― August Jones, The Liar's Reckoning

“Come with me.”
― August Jones, The Liar's Reckoning

“Let me change my life for you.”
― August Jones, The Liar's Reckoning

“I’m just saying—or at least what I think I’m trying to say is if I couldn’t be good enough for you to want to keep trying, then how the fuck am I ever gonna make it work with someone else I probably won’t love half as much?”
― August Jones, The Liar's Reckoning

“We come at the same time with our mouths attached and his hand wrapped around my cock. I didn’t even need his touch, but I wasn’t about to tell him to let go. I never want him to let go. This is so wrong. The fact that it feels so right defies all reason.”
― August Jones, The Liar's Reckoning

“Do you ever wish we never met?” I ask. “Yeah.” “Me, too.”
― August Jones, The Liar's Reckoning

“I will love you for the rest of my life.” That’s the one thing he can say that I believe without condition because it won’t get him anything he doesn’t already have—my lonely, incomplete heart.”
― August Jones, The Liar's Reckoning

“I don’t see the harm in giving my body what it wants most. One final fling for the road. A vacation from mourning the loss of him. Vacations end, and this will too, but it could be fun while it lasts.”
― August Jones, The Liar's Reckoning

“See you around, Senator.” “I love you, too, Silas.”
― August Jones, The Liar's Reckoning

“Then stay,” he says simply. The word sends me reeling. “I ca—I…” “Won’t. You won’t. I already know that. But don’t say you can’t. It’s worse than an empty apology.”
― August Jones, The Liar's Reckoning

“I swallow through my tightening throat. Every time I think about the way he was there for me after the miscarriage and the way I distinctly was not there when he lost his mother, I want to beg someone to bury me alive.”
― August Jones, The Liar's Reckoning

“Shh…there’s time.” But there isn’t. Not that I don’t want to draw this out and have it last all night, but we’re nothing now. This might feel like everything, but it’s a bullshit fantasy. Today is a mood. A vibe. A lucky break in the storm of what became of us. Still, I let him pull out and put me on my back. As he moves on top of me, he brushes a kiss to my temple and whispers in my ear. “I’m yours. I’ve got you.” I start crying again.”
― August Jones, The Liar's Reckoning

“The emptiness inside me has me near frantic. I kiss him harder, deeper, almost angrily, impatient for him to fill me up. I need you. I need you. Nothing is okay without you.”
― August Jones, The Liar's Reckoning

“I melt into him, allowing him to hold me close and possess my mouth. Instead of taking, I give. I give up whatever else I have to offer. He has all the important parts of me already.”
― August Jones, The Liar's Reckoning

“That’s when what she’s saying hits me. I didn’t choose my family or my job over Silas. I was desperate to avoid the rejection I would have faced had I come out to be with him. I am so fucked. Up.”
― August Jones, The Liar's Reckoning

“There are other ways to make money.” “Spoken like a true rich kid.” I fucking give up. “How much money do you need?” “Fuck you.” “How much?” “Ten million.” I roll my eyes. “If you won’t take this seriously…” “This is my life, asshole. My family. My rent. My responsibilities. I fucked you for two years. She fucked you for two months. Why am I worth less? Because you already paid me once?” “She lost a baby⁠—” “I lost you.”
― August Jones, The Liar's Reckoning

“Silas—Jesus⁠—” “Oh, I don’t think he can help you now, Senator. When was your last confession?”
― August Jones, The Liar's Reckoning

“I hate him for that, too. For being incomparable. For being the best head I’ve ever had or probably ever will have. I hate him for getting me addicted to him and forcing a sudden, unwanted withdrawal. He trashed our love. Denied our connection. This connection. I hate that the only reason he’s here is to get me to back off his ex-wife.”
― August Jones, The Liar's Reckoning

“After a year, the second I put my hands on his body, I felt entitled to it. Last summer, he took away what was mine. Reclaiming it was my fucking privilege.”
― August Jones, The Liar's Reckoning

“Right here with him, now, I miss him more than I ever have. He’s so far away. So unlike the man who made the mistake of falling for someone who didn’t deserve him at all.”
― August Jones, The Liar's Reckoning

“I have to keep it together. He can’t know how much I hate him. How much he hurts. How much damage he did. But I want him to. I want him to see me like this. Angry and alive and fucking fine without his stupid, useless lies. He destroyed everything good I ever felt for him with one post, breaking my trust as easily as he broke my heart.”
― August Jones, The Liar's Reckoning

“The thought of my family turning their backs on me makes me hyperventilate. I may be a prisoner, but the accommodations are comfortable enough.”
― August Jones, The Liar's Reckoning

“This video was a one-way ticket back to me, and he’s using it to shove himself deeper into the closet and deny we ever existed. Devastated doesn’t even begin to describe it. I will never fucking forgive him for this.”
― August Jones, The Liar's Reckoning

“I can handle a lot. I pride myself on being able to operate well under pressure, to bench more than I should be able to, to juggle three jobs, to rise to the occasion when someone needs something I can provide no matter what I have to do. But his categorical denial is shocking. A slap in the face I never could have seen coming.”
― August Jones, The Liar's Reckoning