Kirsty Moseley · 242 pages
Rating: (57.3K votes)
“She was the only thing I needed. If everything else went away tomorrow, the big house, all the cars, the money, I wouldn't care. As long as I still got to hold her every night, I would still be the luckiest guy in the world.”
“It’s always been you; it’ll always be you, Angel.”
“He turned to me, and do you know what he said to me ? He said in a deadly serious tone, 'Momma, am I dead?' And I said 'no honey, you're not dead', and he shook his head, looking all confused about something. Then he pointed to you dancing and said, 'if I'm not dead, then why is there an Angel in our house.'”
“Liam, what do you want from me ?"
"Everything.”
“Do you want me, Liam ?"
"Angel, I've wanted you forever.”
“i thought maybe if i met someone else that i'd be able to stop thinking about you, but it didn't work. nothing works. when i'm with them, i wish it was you. when they laugh or talk, i can't help but compare them to your voice or your laugh. it's always been you; it'll always be you, angel.”
“Liam, if you hurt my sister, best friend or not, I will kill you.”
“I couldn’t breathe. She was so beautiful that it was unreal. All I could do was stare at her like an idiot. Oh crap, I’m staring! OK come on, Liam, say something.
Say anything.
Liam, freaking say SOMETHING.
“Um… Hi, Angel,” I mumbled, my voice sounding tight. Wow, that was real smooth, Liam! God, I’m such a dick!”
“Night Liam was considerate, loving and thoughtful. Day Liam was a flirt, slut and a jerk. However, both night and day Liam made me feel safe and protected.”
“But I don't want to ruin your future.
You are my future, Angel.”
“She kissed my cheek and pulled away quickly, heading off into the crowd of people, leaving me standing in the middle of the kitchen with a freaking boner as usual.”
“Hey, Ambs, you have a good day?"
Jake asked as i got in the car.
"actually yeah i did, right up until the very end when some slut hit on me," i answered with a shrug. Jake immediately slapped Liam around the back of the head.
"Ouch, shith, what was that for?" Liam asked, rubbing his head.
"for hitting on my little sister." Jake shrugged.
"How did you know it was me?”
“ I'm sorry if me being turned on turns you on.”
“-Gracias por esto, Ángel, pero no me gusta el Coco Pops.
Le fruncí el ceño, confundida. Siempre estaba comiendo mi cereal.
-Claro que sí, te lo comes todos los días.
Se echó a reír.
-No, no lo hago. Hago un plato cada día y pretendo comerlo, antes de que vengas y me lo arrebates.
-¿Por qué diablos harías un plato y pretender comerlo? ¿Te gusta hacerme enojar?
-No, Ángel. Me gusta hacerte el desayuno.”
“Te llamo Ángel, porque, honestamente creo que Dios puso un ángel en la tierra solo para mi”
“You know there is a thin line between love and hate. Maybe you loved me and didn't realise”
“-¿Cuál es el problema, Ángel?
-¡Ese imbécil se robó mi primer beso! -. Liam se echó a reír y me sentí aún peor.
-¡No es gracioso, Liam! El primer beso de una chica es importante para ella. Sólo porque seas una clase de súper puta a la que no le importa, y probablemente no recuerda su primer beso, no significa que las pequeñas cosas no son importantes.
-Ángel, cálmate. Él no te robó tu primer beso.”
“-Te llamo Ángel, porque, honestamente creo que Dios puso un ángel en la tierra sólo para mí -admitió, tomando mi rostro en sus manos haciéndome mirarlo.
Tomé una bocanada de aire inestable.. Mi corazón estaba acelerado en mi pecho mientras seguía hablando-. La primera vez que te vi pensé que eras un ángel directamente del cielo. Eras tan hermosa que me dejaste sin aliento. Todavía lo haces, todos los días.”
“-Ángel, siempre te he querido. Siempre te querré. Siempre -dijo con fiereza.”
“I was talking about you,” he said quietly. I frowned, me? “I’ve been crazy about you since the first time I saw you, Angel, but your brother wouldn’t let me anywhere near you. All this time it’s only ever been you.” He looked at the floor like a little lost boy and I couldn’t breathe.”
“Así es. Entonces de todos modos, tu y tu hermano vinieron a la fiesta y tan pronto entraste por la puerta, Liam se quedo mirándote. Él literalmente no podía apartar sus ojos de ti. Tu sonreíste y le dijiste feliz cumpleaños, pero ni siquiera podía hablar contigo, así que te alejaste para ir a bailar. Se volvió hacia mi y ¿Sabes que me dijo? —pregunto, con los ojos lagrimeando. Negué con la cabeza. ¿Que diablos va decir ella? ¡Esto me esta volviendo loca! — Él dijo en un tono muy serio "Mamá ¿estoy muerto?" Y yo dije "No cariño, no estas muerto" Y el sacudió la cabeza, mirando a todos lados confundido por algo. Luego señalo hacia ti bailando y dijo: "Si no estoy muerto, ¿Porque hay un ángel en nuestra casa?" . .”
“I make a bowl of it every day and pretend to eat it before you come in and snatch it off me,” he answered, with a sexy smile and amused eyes. I gasped, dropping my spoon into my bowl and making a loud clatter. “Why the heck would you make a bowl and pretend to eat it? Do you like to piss me off?” I snapped. “No, Angel. I like to make you breakfast,” he replied simply. I gasped at the revelation. He made them for me?”
“Te amo, Ángel -susurró.
Mi corazón se detuvo.
Me besó de nuevo, impidiéndome hablar.
-No tienes que decir nada. Me he sentido así sobre ti durante años, pero apenas has dejado de mirarme como el mejor amigo idiota de tu hermano. Sólo quería decir las palabras para ti, eso es todo. He estado esperando para decirlas durante mucho tiempo.”
“-Ángel, nunca serás fea -susurró, mirándome con adoración-. Y cuanto más grande te pongas, eso sólo significa que tengo más de ti para amar.”
“Oh, vamos, estoy autorizado a decirte comentarios cachondos ahora, ¿verdad? Quiero decir, eres mi novia así que tengo que usar mis mejores movimientos contigo.
-Dilo otra vez.
- ¿Estoy autorizado a decirte comentarios cachondos?
-No, eso no. La siguiente parte.
- ¿Eres mi novia?
Asentí, con la respiración entrecortada, su sonido me hizo sentir como si estuviera volando. Él sonrió-. Eres mi novia, Ángel -ronroneó seductoramente, besando ligeramente mis labios-. Mi chica. -Me besó de nuevo-. La única que quiero.”
“-Siempre pensé en ti como el Liam de día, que era un idiota, imbécil, y un hombre prostituto, ligón. Luego estaba el Liam de noche, que era adorable, dulce y cariñoso. Siempre me ha gustado el Liam de noche.
-Bueno, la noche era cuando me detenía de tratar de alejarme. Podía ser yo mismo y disfrutar de mi tiempo contigo. Para que lo sepas, sin embargo, ambas de mis personalidades te han amado por siempre.”
“-Liam, no quiero arruinar tu futuro -susurré.
Él sonrió y me besó suavemente.
-Ángel, tú eres mi futuro -.”
“-No hice esto para atraparte -dije nerviosamente.
Él se echó a reír y puso los ojos en blanco.
-Me atrapaste cuando tenías cuatro años de edad. Estabas usando un vestido azul oscuro con un lazo en la espalda, y pequeñas medias blancas. La primera vez que te vi estuve atrapado.”
“Te seguiría a cualquier lugar si me lo pidieras.”
“Angel I've loved you since the first time I laid my eyes on you. It's only ever been you. It will always be you, marry me?”
“Tanith immediately told them that Valkyrie had beaten up a priest and an old woman.”
“sex could mean many things; one of them was good-bye.”
“There is nothing so terrible as to live in an atmosphere of suspicion - to see eyes watching you and the love in them changing to fear - nothing so terrible as to suspect those near and dear to you - It is poisonous - a miasma.”
“He was a second too late. Ducking, the felt-capped man, muscles hard, dragged himself out of that grasp and, flinging off to one side, got his balance, glanced once at Jerott, and then darted off into the darkness. After the first step, breathing hard, Jerott stayed where he was, swearing. But he could hardly leave Lymond. He looked up. ‘Bravo,’ said Francis Crawford, sitting crosslegged on top of the wall, his hood shaken free on his shoulders. ‘You’re a credit to the bloody Order, aren’t you? You know you’ve got a knife in your hand?”
“I started zipping up my pants when something occurred to me.
"I'm wearing a purple thong."
"You're wearing a purple thong?"
Jack raised an eyebrow, but since I was drunk, I couldn't read on his emotions. I didn't know if it was an intrigued I'd-like-to-see-more eyebrow, or a disapproving you're-a-huge-slut eyebrow.
"Yeah. Wanna see?”
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