“You're a bad person, Ellie," he said without a trace of irony.
"I'm not bad. The world is bad and I'm just trying to survive in it.”
“You know how I feel about your scars. They only make you more beautiful.”
“That is what I thought of you, Ellie. Heartless, reckless, selfish, and cruel."
He was back to shooting me when my armor was down. I turned my face away from him, not wanting to let him see the hurt in my eyes. He reached up and put his fingers under my chin, bringing my face forward again, forcing me to look at him.
"Beautiful, sad, wounded, and lost," he continued. "A freak, a work of art, a liar, and a lover."
His gaze was starting to eat away at my insides. Razor-blade butterflies whirled in my heart.
"I hate you, Ellie Watt," he whispered, lips coming closer to mine, "because I still love you after all these years.”
“I love you,” he whispered. “From now until the end, under any name you choose.”
“It wasn't a goodbye kiss, it was the opposite. It was the start of something that would last forever.”
“I cleared my throat and spoke into his kiss. “Sorry, it’s been a while.”
“You should expect to hear the same thing from me in about five minutes,” he murmured.
“Five minutes, huh?”
“I’ll make it the best five minutes of your life.”
I bit his lip, hard, then released him and looked into those intense blues. “Clock’s ticking.”
“Do you think because you can’t see my scars that they don’t exist?...
Most People have their pain deep inside them, in places no one ever goes. Not until it’s too late.”
“I have to live with my mistakes, but I don’t have to regret them. I regret my actions but I can’t regret the consequences. We all make our own paths in life. Everyone we meet, everything we do, it changes us. It makes us who we are. And, if we’re lucky, we’re given the chance to make things right again.”
“Is the gun really necessary?"
"No," he admitted. "It's just fun to have one."
"Like an extra penis," I mused.
He smiled unkindly. "Something like that.”
“You're a con artist. A liar. A thief. An unredeemable soul. You can't be reformed. You can't be saved. You'll die trying to make the world pay for what it did to you. And you'll die alone.”
“I can't ever lose what I just felt." He kissed my cheek. "I'm afraid if I did, I'd come looking for you too. I'm afraid I can relate...to him.”
“He was like a caring, hulking, nerd. And I wanted him.”
“I hate you, Ellie Watt," he whispered, lips coming closer to mine, "because I still love you after all these years.”
“Who was that?" he whispered.
"Who?" I asked, playing dumb.
"That Ellie Watt. I know the real Ellie Watt and she’s not that much of a people person."
"Which Ellie do you prefer?" I asked teasingly.
He stopped walking and pulled me closer to him,
staring down into my eyes.
"Whichever one I’ve got.”
“If I’m a monster, then you must be the creator of them all. You’re my Dr. Frankenstein.”
“I know what I know of you," he whispered into my ear, his breath hot. "And I want to know more.”
“Spite was the fuel to right all your wrongs. And like any fuel, it could consume you.”
“He was like a living, breathing painting on an all-male canvas.”
“Do you think because you can't see my scars that they don't exist? That's the trouble with pain, Ellie. If you're lucky, you can wear it for all the world to see. Most people have their pain deep inside, in places no one ever goes. Not until it's too late.”
“I'm not a cop. I'm just a tattoo artist. I'm just a guy who used to be in love with a girl. I'm just a fool who's been fooled too many times before. I'm just a man who's finally getting his revenge.”
“He sucked in his breath as his saw me, his eyes traveling from my toes to my hips, as if he hadn't seen it all before.
"Jesus," he whispered, gaze lingering everywhere. "I keep forgetting that you're art already." ...”
“I've waited my whole life to sleep with you, Ellie Watt. I can't just pick you up from Safeway.”
“Hell, if a neighbour were to stick their head out their window and see a tattooed god ramming a chick in the neighbour’s backyard all lit by romantic lights, they’d probably watch. I’d watch too.”
“I hope I'm always a part of you, Eden. You'll forever be a part of me. A world without you in it is a song without the music. You need both to make it whole.”
“We're in this together, until the ocean waves crash on our feet."
"You really paint this Guatala as a paradise."
"If you're there with me, it will be.”
“You're not going to make me promise you something, because that's what they say in the movies, the person who never comes back.”
“Beautiful, sad, wounded, and lost,” he continued. “A freak, a work of art, a liar, and a lover.”
“I'd give everything to back to that moment and make things right."
"Would you really? Would you go back in time and change that, if you could?"
"No. No, maybe not. Because then I wouldn't have this. I wouldn't have you. I have to live with my mistakes, but I don't have to regret them. I regret my actions but I can't regret the consequences.”
“If he truly wanted me to let everything go, I’d flip over and ride him right there on the range. Screw golf, I’d screw him instead.”
“Not that it was a crazy complicated skill, but operating an espresso machine during high traffic could be added to my repertoire along with card tricks and how to fire a Colt .45.
(Quote taken from ARC, subject to change)”
“It's best to give while your hand is still warm.”
“We all, sometimes, leave each other there under the skies, and we never understand why.”
“Er hatte in Vietnam gekämpft und war mehrfach ausgezeichnet worden; er hatte erfolgreich längere Beziehungen zu einigen energischen Frauen vermieden; und jetzt sah er sich von seinem elfjährigen Neffen in die Enge getrieben.”
“But in all these tales the dog is the innocent shooting star we all wish upon until it burns up, aging fast and disappearing behind our jagged horizons. Each dog marks a section of our lives, and in the end, we feed them to the dark, burying them there while we carry on.”
“Miss Bennet, I shall be completely blunt and honest and beg your pardon if I cross a line in some manner; however, I sense you are requesting a candid response.” He paused, awaiting her favour until she nodded. “I feel drawn to you in a way I do not totally understand, yet there it is. I have never felt so inclined towards another. What this connection bodes for the future, I do not know. You are pretty, intelligent, honest, proper, and many other fine qualities I believe I could list without hesitation. I think it entirely probable you and I would be perfect for each other. It is my intention to discover if this is possible. I do not wish to trifle with your emotions, nor do I wish to have my own sensibilities manipulated; therefore, if you cannot imagine even the remotest chance of returning affection, tell me now and I shall abide by your pleasure. On the other hand, if you sense, even vaguely, a returned interest in me, then let us proceed with willing minds and hearts.”
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