“Wars fought over a face like this,” he murmured like he was talking to himself, my heart stopped beating and his thumbs moved lightly across my cheeks. “A man would work himself into the ground for it, go down to his knees to beg to keep it, endure torture to protect it, take a bullet for it,” his eyes came to mine, “poison his brother to possess a face like this.”
“Men understand direct communication. It's bitches who speak in code.”
“And I wake up happy, baby, because I possess beauty and I own that beauty in all the forms it can take and the least important of those are physical.”
“You love me?”
“Baby, you were made for me.”
“Honey, the candles are gonna burn out," I prompted on a grin. "Let 'em," he replied. "Got nothin' I want. Everything I want is standing right in front of me.”
“You’re perfect, baby.”
I blinked. Then I whispered, “Knight – “
“No, Anya, no fucked up shit outta that sweet mouth. I’m not gonna listen to it and I’ll work my balls off, I don’t care if it takes decades, to make you stop even thinkin’ it. Instead, you gotta know that every second I spend with you it becomes more and more clear that you were made for me. A gift I don’t deserve, didn’t earn but I’m not giving it back.”
“Um, I don’t know your name but -”
“Right, Mr. Knight-”
“That’s what I said, Knight. Now, Mr. Knight-”
“No, not Mr. Knight. Knight. My name is Knight.”
“Your Christian name is Knight?”
“If that means first name, yeah.”
“With a ‘K’?”
“Yeah, babe, with a ‘K’.”
“That’s an unusual name.”
“I kind of like it.”
“I can die happy.”
“You got a girl who’s worth it … you spoil her rotten. You let her know she’s precious, not convince her of that shit, because it’s not about convincing. It’s about understanding it’s just fuckin’ true.”
“Honey, you haven’t even kissed me yet.”
“You can’t cushion me from the entire world, Knight.”
“I can try.”
“You don't need to like me to let me fuck you but since I like you, I'd prefer it that way.”
“I love you Anya, you’re the only woman who’s had that from me and you’re the only one who ever will.”
“Toasted almond pancakes. Sweet soft 'okays'. Makin' me laugh more in a few weeks than I have in decades. 'Yes, Daddys' I feel in my dick. The first voicemail you left me, babe. I saved it and I listen to it once a day. If I lose focus, I see you on your back, knees high, legs wide, offering your sweet, wet pussy to me. You smile at me in bed every time you wander outta my bedroom in my shirts, my tees, or your work clothes and honest to Christ, it sets me up for the day. And no matter what shit goes down, I get through it knowin' whichever bed I climb into at night, you're in it ready to snuggle into me or give me what I wanna take. Your girl, a headache. You, never. And in a life that's been full of headaches, babe, having that, there is no price tag. You gotta get it and do it fuckin' now that there's a lotta different kinds of give and take. And you give as good as you get, baby, trust me.”
“He might be scary but scary never eradicated hot.”
“You don’t fuck Knight. No way. Knight fucks you.”
“She’s beautiful, Dad. You see her, you won’t believe your eyes. You’ll think you’re dreamin’.”
“ou run, you do your crunches, I don’t give a fuck. But you lose any of that ass, those tits, those hips or your Buddha belly, just sayin’, babe, you lose me.”
“You love me?'
'Baby, you were made for me.”
“Babe, your clothes. Shit. But you work ‘em and you do because you’ve got one serious fantastic body, your hair is even better and your face is a face that launches a thousand hard-ons.”
“We haven't been together very long," I reminded him.
"You love me and I love you. How long does that need to be?"
Knight and Anya Gage”
“My eyes went to him. "Your rule, honey. I can go put panties on." His eyes came to me. "You do, I get the strap.”
“You do not fuck with what’s mine.”
“I find all of this very confusing.”
“You get in my bed, I’ll sort you out.”
“You’re that good?”
“Yeah, I am, baby. I will take care of you there in all the ways you need me to do it. That I can guarantee.”
“That teeters over the edge of macho crazy, Knight," I informed him.
"Yeah," he was completely not offended, "Head's up, babe, get used to that.”
“Life isn’t good, find a way to make it that way, or at least make it better.”
“My mother named me Knight because she needed one.”
“I get this this is intense because I’m intense, that’s the whole fuckin’ deal. I get it’ll take you a while to get used to it. But you want it. Fuck, you even like it. You just don’t understand it yet. But you will.”
“Uh...you don't fuck Knight. No way. Knight fucks you.”
“Boys or girls?” “Boys,” he said again immediately, and I blinked. “Really?” “Babe, my life, girls?” He shook his head and kept shaking it when he went on, “Your beauty, even a little of it, you give that to our baby?” He stopped shaking his head and his fingers gave me a gentle squeeze. “Fuck no. I’ll need to buy more guns and hire more men.” I giggled. “Make me boys,” he ordered. I giggled again.”
“There are women in whom the love of a lover extinguishes all other loves, and I think that she must have been one.”
“When we think of the past it's the beautiful things we pick out. We want to believe it was all like that.”
“Extraordinary things are always hiding in places people never think to look.”
“To Vik Lovell who told me dragons did not exist, then led me to their lairs ...”
“I thought the most beautiful thing in the world must be shadow, the million moving shapes and cul-de-sacs of shadow. There was shadow in bureau drawers and closets and suitcases, and shadow under houses and trees and stones, and shadow at the back of people's eyes and smiles, and shadow, miles and miles and miles of it, on the night side of the earth.”
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