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Play with Me (Playing for Keeps, #2) Play with Me by Becka Mack
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“Get back, demon boy.”
Becka Mack, Play With Me
“Carter’s not even looking at me. He’s blowing bubbles in his fucking chocolate milk.”
Becka Mack, Play With Me
“Carter meets my gaze as Mom and Olivia collapse into each other, weeping. Help me, he mouths.”
Becka Mack, Play With Me
“I’m no one’s sunshine,” she barks back. She’s been especially snippy since I left her in the closet. I swallow my snort. “Clearly.” “So stop calling me that.” “But it suits you so well, what with the way you sprinkle it everywhere you go.”
Becka Mack, Play With Me
“That’s you, sunshine. You’re my favorite dessert.” With my hand on her throat, I haul her into me. Breathless, she clings to me as I whisper my next words. “C’mon, Jennie. Play with me.”
Becka Mack, Play With Me
“Well, that won’t work. Absolutely not. If I can’t have her, nobody else on this team gets her.”
Becka Mack, Play With Me
“Why did Garrett just catch me jilling off”
Becka Mack, Play With Me
“The box rips apart at the seams, the most beautiful rainbow of dildos and vibrators flying through the air between us in—I swear to God—slow fucking motion. Jennie’s eyes lock with mine, wide and horrified, as a particularly meaty fucker with a suction cup base slaps me across the face. It clatters to the ground, the length of it—why the hell is it so damn long?”
Becka Mack, Play With Me
“I have zero plans to let him inside my Disneyland.”
Becka Mack, Play With Me
“You’re my best friend, and we found everything we needed when we found each other. Falling in love with you is like checking the very last thing off my bucket list.”
Becka Mack, Play With Me
“I think everyone deserves a Garrett in their lives, but selfishly, I’m glad it’s me who gets to keep you. I’m so lucky.”
Becka Mack, Play With Me
“Sometimes a fresh start is exactly what we need.”
Becka Mack, Play With Me
“Living without your soul mate is something no one should ever have to do,” Hank murmurs. He pats my hand. “I know there’s something extra special waiting for you, Jennie. A love above all the rest. That’s what a soul mate is. Someone with smooth edges to soften our sharp ones. Someone who fits us so perfectly, vibrates on the same frequency, makes all our best parts shine. And together? Together, everything is exactly the way it’s meant to be.”
Becka Mack, Play With Me
“I just wanna love you out loud. Why won’t you let me love you out loud?”
Becka Mack, Play With Me
“You’re not getting any of this tonight,” Olivia bites out, pausing to circle a hand around her bottom half. “None of it.” Carter’s gasp leaves him slack jawed, and he chases after her. “Ollie! It was an accident! You can’t cut off access! You can’t!”
Becka Mack, Play With Me
“But I only know you so well because you do, because you’re able to be unapologetically yourself.”
Becka Mack, Play With Me
“Because when there's something beautiful to be found, there's something beautiful to be lost too.”
Becka Mack, Play with Me
“You are enough, Jennie. I used to be scared of how enough you were, unattainable almost. I wasn’t sure I could stack up. But I know now. Everything I was missing was something you brought with you, evening me out. I realized I was never not enough; I was waiting for you so we could be whole together.”
Becka Mack, Play With Me
“What I felt last night is what I felt all those years ago. I wanted to feel anything other than the anger, the hurt, the betrayal, so I offered up the last bit of my body to Garrett in hopes he’d take those feelings away, help me feel something else. And he said no. He saw my struggle and instead of taking something he wanted, he gave me what I needed. Patience, compassion, connection. With one simple action, he reinforced what I already knew: that I could trust him.”
Becka Mack, Play With Me
“I once read that there are different types of love. The ones where you learn, where you grow, realize what you need. That you’ll fall in love over and over, until finally, you arrive at your destination. You find the one you’ve been searching for and everything just … fits.”
Becka Mack, Play With Me
“Yeah, I got a fucking problem.” I skate forward until my chest touches his. “My problem is you’re twenty-nine years old, but you’re acting like a fucking toddler who got his goddamn birthday candles blown out.”
Becka Mack, Play With Me
“I don’t know that grief even has set rules, only that it pretty much always does the opposite of what you think it will. You think you know what to expect because you went through it last year, and the year before, and the one before that. You’ll be prepared this time. Right? Grief’s not that simple. It’s a fucking mindfuck.”
Becka Mack, Play With Me
“I think we broke Adam.” “We definitely broke Adam.”
Becka Mack, Play With Me
“Real love isn’t conditional. It’s seeing somebody for everything they are and accepting all of them. It’s knowing you’re friends first and lovers second,”
Becka Mack, Play With Me
“single as a Pringle.”
Becka Mack, Play With Me
“I’m not a follower. I’m perfectly fine to carve my own path, and I don’t want to give up my personality to fit in with anybody.”
Becka Mack, Play With Me
“Hey, ref! Might wanna check your voice mail! Looks like you missed a few calls!”
Becka Mack, Play With Me
“Does your wife know you’re fucking us?”
Becka Mack, Play With Me
“Don’t ever let anyone walk all over you, ladies. Know your worth, set your boundaries, and don’t let anyone disrespect either of those things. If they do, knee ’em in the nuts and hit ’em with an exploding confetti dick bomb straight to the face. Understood?”
Becka Mack, Play With Me
“That I can sit here now and order three loaded tacos and a sugary drink without a care in the world or an ounce of remorse is a miracle, something I’ve been working toward since high school with an incredible amount of therapy.”
Becka Mack, Play With Me