“I love who you are and what you make me. I love that your spark has stopped the blur. That you wanted to race with me. That I don't need the superheroes anymore because I need you instead. Shit, we've already done the for better or worse part and the in sickness and in health, so let's do the Til death do us part too. Make a life with me, Ryles. Start with me. End With Me. Complete Me. Be my one and only first. Be my goddamn victory lane and my fucking checkered flag because god knows I'll be yours if you'll let me. Marry Me, Ry?”
“Remember, life isn’t about how you survive the storm, but rather how you dance in the rain.” She”
“Remember, hurting is feeling and feeling is living, and isn’t it good to be alive?”
“I want to be your motherfucking checkered flag, Rylee. Your pace car to lead you through tough times, your pit stop when you need a break, your start line, your finish line, your goddamn victory lane.”
“I can’t be your spark if I can’t feel yours, so don’t you dare burn out on me.”
“Baby, Heaven doesn't want me yet, and Fuck if Hell can handle me, so you're kinda stuck with me.”
“Relationships aren’t easy. They’re hard and can be brutal at times … but those are the times you learn the most about yourself. And when they’re right,” I pause, making sure his eyes are steadfast on mine, “they can be like coming home … finding the rest of your soul …”
“I say, never look down on a man unless he’s between your legs.”
“I accept you, I tell him. All of you. The broken parts. The bent parts. The ones filled with shame. The cracks where hope seeps through. The little boy cowering in fear and the grown man still suffocating in his shadow. The demons that haunt. Your will to survive. And your spirit that fights. Every single part of you is what I love. What I accept. What I want to help heal.”
“Remember, life isn’t about how you survive the storm, but rather how you dance in the rain.”
“I’m the only one that’s allowed to drive you to the motherfucking checkered flag.”
“the only reason to kick a man like him out of bed would be to fuck him on the floor.”
“Every sinner needs a saint to balance them out,”
“Never disturb a man when he’s eating at the Y.”
“Get used to being spoiled. Not too much longer now. You know how much I love you because I’m handing over my balls momentarily to type the next song title, but fuck if it’s not true –Halo, Beyonce. Whew. Balls back in place now. And hey, there’s a lot of dressed up women down here, how will I know which one is you?”
“That lifeline thing goes both ways, you know? Use it. Use him. He won’t break if you do … but you just might if you don’t.”
“Shit, we’ve already done the for better or worse part and the in sickness and health, so let’s do the ’til death do us part too. Make a life with me, Ryles. Start with me. End with me. Complete me. Be my one and only first. Be my goddamn victory lane and my fucking checkered flag because God knows I’ll be yours if you’ll let me. Marry me, Ry?”
“Baby, Heaven doesn’t want me yet, and fuck if Hell can handle me, so you’re kinda stuck with me.”
“I promise nothing will be more valuable in my life than you. That you will never be inconsequential.”
“Why drink to cover it up because hurting is feeling and feeling is living, and isn’t it good to be alive?’” Colton”
“Sometimes hope is the most powerful medicine of all.”
“But the way he looks at me—as if I am his next draw of breath—halts any further protests from my lips.”
“This is love. Me and him, making it work.”
“I’m fucking desperate to bury myself—feel, lose, find myself—in you, Ry …” he says, the strain in his neck visible and his desperation audible. “You deserve soft and slow, baby, but all I’m going to be able to give you is hard and fast because it’s been so fucking long since I’ve had you.”
“I want every inch of you trembling, fucking shaking, begging for me to take you, Ry, because fuck if I won’t be doing the same. I want to be your sigh, your moan, your cry out in pleasure and every fucking sound in between.”
“I told you that you make me a better man... and I'm trying so fucking hard to be that for you, but I'm failing miserably.”
“I mean who knew the man had sperm with super powers that could just swoop on in, rescue and repair a broken womb like a damn superhero?”
“I want to be your sigh, your moan, your cry out in pleasure and every fucking sound in between.”
“ I'm the reason she's going to have to make a choice, one I"m not even sure I want her to make any more.”
“Call me a pussy, but I swear to God she’s the only air my body can breathe. Fuck if she’s not everything I need and nothing that I deserve.”
“You still carrying an arsenal in the trunk of your car?”
“Why, you need something?”
“No, but if your car is hit by lightning I’ll know where my lawn went.”
“Well . . . maybe I can sneak out for a few minutes,” Bird said, lowering his voice. And then Greg heard him shout to his mother: “It’s no one, Ma! I’m talking to no one!”
Boy, that’s quick thinking! Greg thought sarcastically. He’s a worse liar than I am.
And then he heard Bird call to his mom: “I know I’m on the phone. But I’m not talking to anyone. It’s only Greg.”
Thanks a lot, pal, Greg thought.”
“Later, following the funeral, he took all the family’s horses, including his own, up into one of the mountain ravines and shot them.”
“Time is now measured from the night when death stole from me, took my battered heart, and left me behind.”
“Don't come back till you have him!" the Ticktockman said, very quietly, very sincerely, extremely dangerously.
They used dogs. They used probes. They used cardioplate crossoffs. They used teepers. They used bribery. They used stiktytes. They used intimidation. They used torment. They used torture. They used finks. They used cops. They used search&seizure. They used fallaron. They used betterment incentive. They used fingerprints. They used the Bertillon system. They used cunning. They used guile. They used treachery. They used Raoul Mitgong, but he didn't help much. They used applied physics. They used techniques of criminology.
And what the hell: they caught him.”
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