“I wonder if I can get pizza in Avalon.”
“He pressed the blade of his sword into the ground. As he pulled his arm over his head for a stretch, a bead of sweat trickled down his neck and over a row of muscles on his stomach. I swallowed hard. The window's edge dug into my skin but I refused to move an inch. The tiny droplet disappeared into the waistband of his shorts. I had seen plenty of guys in gym class with their shirts off, but none of them looked like...that. He was physical perfection - a living work of art.
I sat on my knees with my chin relaxed on my crossed arms, unable to look away.
"Enjoying the view?" he said, eyes suddenly on me. His chiseled face wore an overly confident grin. Clearly he was used to being admired.
My cheeks burned.
I stood, pretending to check out the scenery. "Not much to see."
He raised an eyebrow, letting me know he knew I was full of crap.”
“I gotta say, I was really feeling the robe, but there's something about a girl in cartoon pajamas that does it for me.”
“Rowan was cocky, impatient, and downright infuriating. He winked and my stomach felt like a hundred dragonflies were doing summersaults. Nope, I refuse to be attracted to him.”
“He smirked and sat up "Simmer down, Jelly Bean.”
“Focus on yourself -- do what you want, when you want, without having to consider anyone else's agenda.”
“Stendhal wrote that music was the highest form of art and that all the other forms really wanted to be music. This was of course a Platonic idea, all the other art forms depict something else, music is the only one that is something in itself, it was absolutely incomparable.”
“Are you lecturing me again, Orion? Is that what this is?' ... 'I would never dream of lecturing you. I just thought it was interesting to think about.'
'Mmm-hmm. And how many times did you practice how you'd phrase this little gem of wisdom when you told me/'
He runs a had through his thick, dark curls. 'Ah, umm...who says I practiced it?'
I raise a single eyebrow at him.
'Two. Maybe three. Five. Not more that five”
“Well, I can promise you something, ” I say, leaning down and pressing my lips gently to the side of her neck just below her ear. “Next time you make me hard in public, I will fuck you in the nearest bathroom. Understood?”
“He sits with the pen in his hand, holding himself back from a descent into representations that have no place in the world, on the point of toppling, enclosed within a moment in which all creations lies open at his feet, the moment before he loosens his grip and begins to fall.”
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