Epilogue

I’m writing this because you begged. You know how I love the begging

I know you deserve to be happy. I know you deserve someone… better, but I’m selfish. I want you. I want you bad enough to try and be someone better.

I was not crying - eyes water. I think we all know I'm a badass and I don't cry. - Caleb

Yeah, but I’m the second most fucked up person I know, and when you put two negatives together, you get a positive. That’s math, Caleb. Math is the language of the universe. You can’t argue with the universe.

Wait until you get inside. It's my favorite part.' And yes, gentle readers, I am that fucking smooth.

Love does not always begin or end the way we wish it would.

I’m sorry, Livvie, I really am. You kill me. Pepper spray? I’ve tracked you all over the world and that’s what’s going to stop me―pepper spray.

Some men don't eat pussy. I think those men are pussies.

Misery I understand. Happiness is terrifying. - Caleb

Claudia! That’s not for snacking, you bitch.” Livvie spanked the other girl on the ass and both of them giggled. Girls are so strange. If another man called me a bitch and spanked me, it would not end in giggles.

Everything is in the process of becoming something else. It’s the law of change.

I'm fucking good looking and sharp witted! I bet Reed only speaks one language. I'm sharp witted in five! - Caleb

And if you can believe it…she slapped me again. “What the hell is wrong with you? Stop hitting me!” I finally looked up at her, but she was a blur. She hit me so hard my damn eyes were watering (I was not crying – eyes water. I think we all know I’m a badass and I don’t cry).

She loves me. It's quite sick, isn't it? - Caleb

Everything is in the process of becoming something else. It’s the law of change.” I briefly kissed Livvie’s eyelids before she could open them. “I’m in the process of becoming something else, Livvie. I hope it’s something good, something far removed from the monster you knew.

I could be a hugger...maybe. No, it was weird. - Caleb

He is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. That includes puppies, babies, rainbows, sunsets, and sunrises. I can’t even call him a man―men don’t look this good.

I felt. I fucking felt and it was awful. - Caleb

What does a former kidnapper/murderer do in retirement? - Caleb

You’re the best boyfriend ever. You let me ride in elevators and everything.” “Laugh it up, Pet. It’ll be hilarious when we get stuck and the smell of unclean tourist is invading your nostrils.” “Don’t worry, Sexy. I’ll protect you.

Once upon a time I saved Livvie. She’s been saving me ever since.

If you're sighing with contentment, you're either one sick fuck or you don't grasp the seriousness of the situation. While I no longer kill, I am a killer. A killer in love is a very dangerous thing.

I wanted a fight. I needed a fight. I was sick and tired of playing nice. I AM NOT NICE. - Caleb

Livvie's screams rent the air. James flinched at the sound, but Caleb's blood sang. I am both men. - Caleb

I was prompted for a password. Why did she need a password? Didn't she trust me? I hope you're smiling, because I know I am. - Caleb

If I were a wolf, I would howl. If I were a lion, I would oar. If we lived in the jungle, I would bring her a lion and a wolf to feast on. - Caleb

I've seen you handle your stick, Caleb. You're much better at it than I am

I stabbed a piece of broccoli like it owed me money.

I put my hand over my erection and turned away. "No. That's not for you. I have to go to the bathroom." "Well get up! I have a whole day of birthday activities planned and you're spoiling my fun with your sleeping...and your pee boner." I laughed. "I hate it when you call it that." "Yeah? Well I hate that I can't play with it. Why the hell is it so hard if I'm not supposed to play with it? That's false advertising, Mister.