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Clash
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“To the world, Connor was a star. But to me, he was slowly becoming my entire universe.”
― Clash
― Clash
“Next question,” Cherry lay across the sofa and folding the page of the magazine over she, read the question out loud. “You can choose one thing to take on a deserted island. Will you choose A) a book, B) a knife, C) matches, or D) a flashlight?” I watched quietly from the doorway. Hell sat on the ground with his back to the sofa, his arms folded behind his head with his eyes closed. “What the fuck?” His brows bunched. “How is this going to tell me what pizza flavor I am?”
― Clash
― Clash
“I nodded and moved to kneel. When I was comfortably settled in the vee of his legs, I reached up to take off my glasses but Connor stopped me with a swift hand. “Leave ‘em on.” When I turned my questioning gaze on him, he shrugged. “What? They’re hot.”
― Clash
― Clash
“But when Connor arrived at my door shortly after midnight and I opened it with “Do you want to come to bingo with me?” he looked momentarily stunned before tipping back his head and laughing out loud. The moment he settled, he gave me a firm nod. “Yes. I would love to go to bingo with you, you random-ass woman,” he breathed out. “Fuck. I seriously worship you sometimes. Let’s go.”
― Clash
― Clash
“She struggled out of my playful assault. I pressed my lips to her nose then her forehead, her chin, until finally, she begged me to stop. “Stop! You’re being ridiculous. All this for a kiss?” “Yes.” I licked the spot under her ear, causing her to squeak then giggle. And I loved every second. Finally, I grumbled, “We haven’t kissed in years.” “Days,” she corrected with a slight smile. Didn’t she know that her lips were my therapy? “Baby, please?” One last time, I leaned in and muttered quietly, “I need you.”
― Clash
― Clash
“Leaning across the table, I narrowed my eyes at Connor and muttered, “Who are you, Connor Clash?” He met me move for move, leaning over to meet me. He searched my face a long while before he leered. “Just another wet dream.” His chin jerked. “You gonna think about me tonight, baby?” I wanted to show him I wasn’t scared of him. Sadly, I slunk away at the last moment. He’d won this round and we both knew it. Blowing me a kiss, he winked then sat back in his chair. We openly stared at each other until the next stop. One way or another, I would get to know Connor Clash. Famous last words, if I ever heard ‘em.”
― Clash
― Clash
“He sounded amused. “You don’t have to do that, Emmy. Seriously.” When I uncovered my eyes, he stated a matter-of-factly, “By the end of this week, you’ll have seen all of us naked.” Really? My hand fell. “I will?” Lee grinned. “On tour means zero privacy. Besides—” He walked away, sliding his boxers down his legs and stepping out of them. “—I don’t mind.” Day one. I have seen taut male buns. And they were nice. I wonder what else I’ll see.”
― Clash
― Clash
“Cool.” I felt Lee’s body shake next to me. “By the way, no one says cool anymore.” “They don’t?” I did. He looked up at me from my shoulder and gently shook his head. “No. They say sick, or…” While Lee thought about it, Hell called out, “Awesome.” Noah added, “Bitchin’.” “Lit.” This was Connor. I was mildly embarrassed. “Do I…” My voice was slight. “Do I have to choose one now or…” And it weakened even more as I bit my lip. “…can I think about it?”
― Clash
― Clash
“See this hair?” Hell pointed to a curly hair on his forearm. I peered in, squinting to look at it. Hell took his fingers and unraveled it, pulling it straight. It was freakishly long. “I call him Golden Boy. He’s sort of a national treasure.” “I can see why.” I pulled back and fought a smile at this ridiculous conversation. “He’s beautiful.”
― Clash
― Clash
“I was his, completely, my love ripe for the picking. All he had to do was take it. He wouldn’t, of course, but that was beside the point.
My heart was his and I gave it freely.”
― Clash
My heart was his and I gave it freely.”
― Clash
“The nurse watched me gently climb in next to nanna, take her hand in mine and lean my head against hers. I didn’t know what to say to her. How do you thank somebody for being everything you needed and more?”
― Clash
― Clash
“Connor was a gun. I was the ammunition. Put us together and you got something lethal, a weapon capable of doing unspeakable things, more specifically to each other.”
― Clash
― Clash
“Connor Clash was an enigma. He could be the rudest person you had ever met but he could also be sweeter than pie. It was all rather confusing and one fateful day on the bus, eight days into the tour, I found the courage to ask him a loaded question. “Why are you the way you are?”
― Clash
― Clash
